CHRISTOPHER MCKITTERICK

A lovesong for the sunlight


You have felt with me weights of sun
and the days that melted into cold nights
enfolding our part of the earth
this little earthen wall we inhabit
made by the firm hands of centuries to last
to sustain
hold and withhold
time burning flowing through days of sun and
cold and clouds and
the dry poisons our fathers left for us
those waves have flowed away now
down long dry beds of
folded stone strata
that lasted through worlds' sullen ends
I am a wall,
my love,
and you have been transfigured into sunlight.

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