EQUINOX
Blow out the candle and see the darkness decrease: red berries on the yew outside the window, growing as the sun rises, the yellow grape vine framing the frosted flowers, gray dogwood crimson, white and green.
Blow out the candle and the darkness decreases: what you don’t know, the smallness of your self, the wideness of the world, all the colors of this morning, the brilliant point of the morning star, the lamps in other windows. Outside your tiny circle the darkness decreases. Step outside: so many now, standing on our doorsteps, waiting for sunrise, waiting.
(An autumn poem, but given the world right now, here it is.) It was published in Passager, 2006