sifts down from the ceiling
sneaks through glass doors
cascades from windows
long rooms fill with it
whole places swell with daylight

iron light       straw light
bright as brass       sun-yellow
corkscrews from skylights
gathers in the folds of uniforms
hard as marble       soft as lambswool
drifts in corners like snow
sleeps in shadows

light on every body falling

(from Jeff MacGregor, “Flesh, Blood, and Bronze,” Smithsonian, June 2022, p. 28)