Primavera

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MARTHA CARLSON-BRADLEY

           1655


Recalibrated perfectly,
the cathedral’s camera obscura

let the Sun in miniature
descend from the roof, to glide

steadily down the meridian
set in the floor: on the burning disk

for all to witness
sunspots drifted, left to right.

And the giant calendar
progressed, true to form, 

towards Easter: the first Sunday	
				
after spring equinox, past the paschal moon,
all through the Apennines	

wild finches build their nests,	

twigs and feathers
beading up with mist:

how rapidly
the small hearts beat.
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