November 27*

sunset from Lummi Island
the sunset is not a thing
but an action, swirling
earth rotating me away from sun
photons bouncing weirdly off
air, water vapor, dust, aeolian plankton, hubris
an interminable action, flowing
pole to pole, unceasing
across the face
of this awe-struck planet

*Copyright 2010 by Luther Allen. This poem appears in The View from Lummi Island.

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