"Sun Dials" - David Noah
Everything with shadows is a clock.
Even the bee's dim blur on stigma and ovary
or the pulse of a field mouse in tall grass
can track the seconds of the sun's arc.
A deer will shade dry leaves
exactly at this hour each year you live,
and the owl's wings ticking over snow
are swift and certain as a strobe light.
Nothing stays noon for long.
(From the 2014 collection "how nothing is left unchanged: 11 poems" by David Noah. Above: Self-portrait of the poet / photographer as his own sun dial.)
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