Wednesday, April 15, 2009

As if to Demonstrate an Eclipse --- Billy Collins

My Christology prof read this at the beginning of class the other day, and I very much enjoyed it. Pretty much everyone was busting up laughing at the thought. Some night I will live this poem.

I pick an orange from a wicker basket
and place it on the table
to represent the sun.
Then down at the other end a blue and white marble becomes the earth
and nearby I lay
the little moon of an aspirin.

I get a glass from a cabinet
open a bottle of wine,
then I sit in a ladder-back chair,
a benevolent god presiding
over a miniature creation myth,
and I begin to sing
a home canticle of thanks
for this perfect little arrangement,

for not making the earth too hot or cold
not making it spin too fast or slow
so that the grove of orange trees
and the owl become possible,
not to mention the rolling wave,
the play of clouds, geese in flight,
and the Z of lightning on a dark lake.

Then I fill my glass again
and give thanks for the trout,
the oak, and the yellow feather,
singing the room full of shadows,
as sun and earth and moon
circle one another in their impeccable orbits
and I get more and more cockeyed
with gratitude.

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