Today,
from a distance, I saw you
walking
away, and without a sound
the
glittering face of a glacier
slid into
the sea. An ancient oak
fell in
the Cumberlands, holding only
a handful
of leaves, and an old woman
scattering
corn to her chickens looked up
for an
instant. At the other side
of the
galaxy, a star thirty-five times
the size
of our own sun exploded
and
vanished, leaving a small green spot
on the
astronomer's retina
as he stood on the great open dome
of my heart with no one to tell.
