What Was Siphoned Off the Sun

What was siphoned off the sun

could just as easily be this tree

and each branch carried out


struggling with moss and faraway 

–who can tell it’s not this tree’s 

last chance to sort the light


as if going somewhere was still possible

that love too is possible–all this wood

even in winter arriving to gather you up


as leaves, shining, smelling from dew

already beginning to blossom, impatient

for arms and shoulders and the fire.

Simon Perchik is an attorney, a poet, and an essayist. His most recent collection is Almost Rain published by River Otter Press.     simonperchik.com