Tutmoses gazing ‘cross the Nile
saw your image on the water
Cleopatra held Antony’s hand
and kissed it by your light
Nero plucked his lyre
while you shined on burning Rome
Did Mehmet look upon your face
atop the walls of Byzantium?
You shined that night
on Santa Maria
and when they came for Atahualpa.
Watched the Sioux ghost dancing
as the Mahdi prayed outside Khartoum.
Cixi sat in her pavilion, drank tea and reminisced.
Did your visage rend the hearts
along the Volga that Christmas?
Watching a young Romeo
caress the breasts of Juliet
you shined on me as well tonight.
Am I one with the infinite?
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and Toritto was there to view the last one in 1979
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Nice work, Frank. Something enduringly magical about an eclipse, undoubtedly.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Terrific post!
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