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Monday Poetry Prompt: Eclipse

solar-eclipce-1400510-640x480.jpgThis afternoon there will be a solar eclipse and the path of totality is not far from the home of Living Poetry. How could we not write an eclipse poem today? Here’s one I wrote at the NC Museum of Natural Sciences’ Science Cafe last week.

Call me Endymion

When someone says
“Beautiful day”
I cringe.

I hate the sun!
Harsh, burning,
yellow, bright.
I wear eclipse glasses
all year ’round.

Call me Endymion.
I love the moon.
Her gentle light,
bathing the night.

I would give her my diamond ring
and a necklace of Baily’s beads
if only she’d hold
the sun in eclipse
forever.

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About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker was born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough, North Carolina where he makes money as a computer programmer to fund his poetry habit.

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