Jerry Bradley

A New Cosmology

we’re following the progress

of a little bolt of orange above the Gulf

maybe a frosted balloon

or someone’s pet bird –

perhaps the discolored bruise of a canary

or some sort of stain

it could be

the last thread of the sun

mending something losing color

where light and cloud

fold into one another in midair

and trail translucent wings

the dog barks twice

sensing the earth’s shift