Eclipse

How could I have known, my dear? You don’t plan for heavenly bodies Rolling celestial entities Commiserating miseries and wonder How I wandered! How I pondered! And how ponderous some days it seems Toying light, and silk, and dreams How could I have known, those lips? Those eyes that took me to Eclipse? That all but blotted out the sun Except the fiery corona Burning brightest in the darkness Gleaming like a jewel in starkness And made its home my heart Now that I know, then how shall I? When tears will pour and logic’s dry? Now that I know, will I forget? Will I regress, regret, refit? So futile! No, I cannot fight it Only this may pass these lips - “How long, how long, how long Eclipse?” Mark Burton Wednesday, September 13th, 2006, 1:28 A.M.