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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