At sunrise, the moon winks,
half exposed, half robed.
Would that light and shadow
were always so easily
distinguished as upon
this desert morn
when jade bedecked buttes
rise up to meet the sun
and hot air balloons float —
then roar greetings
to a coyote scampering across
the dawn. Elsewhere, though,
it is never so easy to see.

“Dawn” was first published in New Works Review in 2001, Vol 4, No. 1.

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