Blacker than the sky around,
The corona set off
The black of the eclipse
So that the boys thought
It looked like a wormhole,
A void.
Gorgeous, weird.
Annie Dillard overpromised,
Perhaps, using the Baroque language
Of excess,
But she at least put interesting words
To what she experienced,
A task that I find
I fail at, miserably.
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