Heliophage: Three Solar Hymns
poetry — 2024
I have eaten the sun
and the sun has eaten me.
We are the same mouth.
In the morning I am gold.
By evening, cinder.
This is the covenant—
to burn and be burned.
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II.
The star said: I do not choose
whom I illuminate.
But I choose
what I consume.
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III.
After the sun, what light?
After the light, what hunger?
After the hunger —
another sun.