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