Genesis: Fourth Day

Fourth Day
 
Why am I on a ladder again hanging lights?
Family has scattered and drivers
on their way by won’t even notice
the one straight modest line
of light-emitting diodes
dangling from the gutter
in imitation of the icicles
El Niño keeps away.
 
Let them be for seasons anyway and for signs.
Set the timer on for evening, off for morning
and divide the night from day.
Thursday’s child works hard for a living,
inventing ice, remembering cold, sculpting light
into a landing strip for what circles in the dark.
 
 
 
 
Sherry Robbins, 2020

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