Flouting Celestial Spheres

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Wherever waters are, wherever their

Waves flow, the sun strikes towards their surface, towards

Their depths.  The moon and constellations stare

Down rivers, ponds and brooks, the lakes, the lords

Called oceans — all receive the moon and sun.

The waters called the mists on mountains try

To block this light, but none of these, not one

Escapes the deities of searching sky.

All that rings false for there are waterways

Defying sun, defying moonlight.  No.

In earth in caves and caverns and in bays

  Viviana Camacho

Wide bodies stretch and wilder rivers flow.

  You know this in your deeper mind where streams

     And Marianna Trench hear nightmare screams.

“Where Alph, the sacred river, ran

Through caverns measureless to man

   Down to a sunless sea.”

~ “Kubla Khan” Samuel Taylor Coleridge

~ Phillip Whidden

See the pasted in news story at the bottom of the Microsoft Word version of this sonnet.  The news story popped up on my laptop screen several days after this sonnet was posted.