What can I say?
I was a bad sunrise,
quick scudded to cloud
and withholding.
Look at it this way,
it was a great day
for pictures,
unshadowed,
no hotspots
to burn away
in a dance.
We were a function
really, a shallow
angle of incidence,
a glancing blow,
mathematic,
not prismatic,
no split beam,
just one garish
morning thing,
and a slow
overcast
trundle
to a setting.
Image: Ryoji Iwata on Unsplash