Partial Eclipse
By Niall Twohig
The total eclipse as photographed, from Lake Ontario, by my friend Jeff Cone
Sun Moon Earth
I’ve felt this convergence coming
in my bones,
in the Stonehenge of my Being.
This cosmic interplay
between heavenly bodies
pulls at my body
pulls at all our celestial bodies.
Oh, how I long to be in the umbra
but it always eludes me—
that totality, like a wafer on the tongue,
like full communion.
I am always off,
always askew,
always geographically
out of place
always temporally
out of time.
I live in penumbras:
a jagged being.
a partial eclipse.
Unwhole
and unholy.