Rainbow Matters: the Well Lit Time

 So it's morning or afternoon

and there's an invisible cone

lying prone, see, with you

at the narrow end and a curtain

of mist droplets at the wide

end. The sun's behind you,

working hard as usual, low

enough to tip the cone to

a 42 degree angle. Now

the droplets confer. They

get in prism formation so

the conical curvature in the mist

blushes variously red orange

yellow green blue indigo violet. 

At this crucial juncture,

the mist sings to the sun,

although you can't hear

the song. But you sure

can see it, yes you're in the right

place at the well lit time.

hans ostrom 2020

Attitude Toward Light

*
*
*
*


Attitude Toward Light


Light's entered once more. It's physics;
and a miracle. A sky of light, a scene
of green life drinking light--commonplace,
we might say; but shouldn't.

You're seeing the light or-and feeling
light's warmth on your skin--
light just arriving from the sun. Breathe
into the peace of it. Will civilization--
there's only one now, you know--
ever be marked mainly by its
capacity for peace? In this light,

it's important to ask such questions,
from which more light shines. Let your arms
hang down. Tilt your face up to the light.
For a moment hold this attitude, not
that other one. Your breath goes
out to the light.


Copyright 2011 Hans Ostrom

Privilege

Privilege #238B.1


To wake up at 3:21 a.m. in a warm,
clean bed in a heated, electrified
house, go to an equipped kitchen,
eat a banana, drink clean water, listen
to a neighborhood's silence, return
to bed, read a book by good light,
open a notebook and scribble, turn
off the light, and go back to sleep.



Copyright 2009 Hans Ostrom