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Poems by Jim Fulcomer

Sic Transit Tuesday

For those with unprotected eye, the rare event went sliding by.

But for those with luck and time, and filters saw a show sublime.

When Venus in her tilted path, put a dot on solar wrath.

Our sister planet cast no pall - most did not even know at all,

that an umbra out in space, could cause delight across our place.

How insignificant are we, held in the grip of gravity,

of that distant solar mass, so now we can dismiss the class,

who watched the transit and with awe, comprehended what they saw.

Just a mole on solar face, now gone with nothing in it's place.

But Venus will be soon reborn, as the star in early morn.