The Ex-Wife
You never gave me
much
room to know
you. Your children, my
lens—those pinhole glasses that
showed
only what slipped
through,
shadow of
sun eclipsed.
You never gave me
much
room to know
you. Your children, my
lens—those pinhole glasses that
showed
only what slipped
through,
shadow of
sun eclipsed.
Ah, the elusive one.
Love the metaphor, the timeliness of the eclipse, and the connection between the personal and the universe!