Where Goes The Darkness Go?

Arising to write in the pre-dawn darkness
as the dark sinks down and curls back into itself
a tide creating its own ocean
I have to ask
where does the darkness go?

And as the sunrise slices red tomatoes in the east
I have to ask, if you have a scale sensitive enough
can you weigh sunlight? Fill a jar with it?
Before-sunrise-weight, and after-sunrise-weight,
is there a difference?

Every morning, where does the darkness go
and how heavy is the light? For 25 years
I have been awaiting an answer, and all I hear
is the receding hissing tide of darkness
and feel angelic light on my face.

Tomorrow, I will arise before dawn
to watch this all over again. And
without knowing how darkness disappears
nor what light weighs, I will feel
utterly blessed.


About Ciletti

Jim Ciletti, an award winning poet, filmmaker, and author, is the 2010-2012, Poet Laureate of the Pikes Peak region, and for 41 years, poet-in-residence for the Orme School Fine Arts Festival. Jim gives many workshops on the writing and performance of poetry, and makes poetry house calls to create personal poetry events. Ciletti loves everything Italian, including cooking for family and friends, and loves to plant garlic, make homemade wine, and eating peaches and plums. "Everyday is Christmas, but you don't always get everything you ask for. Sometimes more. Poetry celebrates life."
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1 Response to Where Goes The Darkness Go?

  1. Jim,

    You paint the clear light of my days with colors of joy, love and hope.  

    Always in my heart,


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