Sunday, August 11, 2013

Lux Fiat

Sitting by the Hudson,
reading Borges, I
removed my Ray-Bans,
looking up from my book,
risking a little blindness.
I wanted to let the light
fill my empty eyes.
I wanted to be Borges.
I wanted to hear that
immortal Latin phrase,
spoken from nowhere,
the first day of Creation.

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