poem of the day April 10 

It was the day after

the solar eclipse

and I was on my way

to visit the hermit

with a mind 

still full of 

impressions about

the moon covered sun

The dark over light

How it affects the earth

when all of a sudden

I spotted a wandering 

bewildered raccoon 

walking along the railroad tracks

by the side of the road

Had it been abruptly awakened during the eclipse?

I was still thinking these thoughts

when I arrived at the hermit's house

anxious to talk about  animals

and how they absorbed the art of all light