So the earth has gone around the sun five centuries and a half since you took your first breath on the planet, young Nicolas Copernicus. You're quite a celebrity now. You even have a crater on the moon named after you. Quite a synchronicity then that we rescued a sundial from the tip in this birthday week. And now as the sun strikes an old steel bucket by the yew, it shines like the biggest candle I've ever seen.
songbird flown
the hollowed out coconut
spins deosil
Author’s Note: The title is taken from the poem “Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood” by William Wordsworth.