Broken Church
Laurinda Lind
No one is
old enough
to read this air
though we
receive it twice
the first time
for the reflection
we can see
the next for
the hieroglyphic
window that
closes over
like the day
of the eclipse
when the delivery
man said Jeez, it's like 3-D
out here.
In the same
way the light
inside is double:
Brightly dark.
Darkly bright.
Broken.
Laurinda Lind lives and teaches in northern New York State. Some poetry acceptances and publications have been in Comstock Review, The Cortland Review, Main Street Rag, Off the Coast, and Paterson Literary Review.