David Michael Nixon

Pumpkin Morning

On the horizon, an orange dot expands
until the whole rim of the sky is suffused in
orange; then the middleground goes; then the stain spreads
to the near distance until orange covers the earth
in all directions, three-hundred-sixty degrees
of vibrant orange light, a jack-o’-lantern day
with no darkness, just this dazzling pumpkin morning.

first appeared in
‘Hornell Area Arts Council
1998 Art & Poetry Calendar’