This day I recall
that this month,
the tenth month,
was once a month
in a ten-month year.
This day was once
eight eight: hourglass
figures, days wasted
on warm sand and
decimated by
shadows each
lengthening year.
This day I recall
that this month,
the tenth month,
was once a month
in a ten-month year.
This day was once
eight eight: hourglass
figures, days wasted
on warm sand and
decimated by
shadows each
lengthening year.