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aaknopf:

Marge Piercy, now the author of eighteen collections of poetry, on the balance we seek.

The level
A great balance hangs in the skyand briefly on the black panand on the blue pan, the melonof the moon and the blood orangeof the sun are symmetricallike two unmatched eyes glowingat us with one desire.This is an instant’s equality,a level that at oncestarts to dip. In springthe sun starts up its goldenengine earlier each dawn.In fall, night soaksits dye into the edges of day.But now they hang, two brightballs teasing us to balancethe halves of our brain, needand will, gut and intellect,you and me in an instant’s grace—understanding no woman, evenGaia, can always make it work.

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aaknopf:

Marge Piercy, now the author of eighteen collections of poetry, on the balance we seek.

The level

A great balance hangs in the sky
and briefly on the black pan
and on the blue pan, the melon
of the moon and the blood orange
of the sun are symmetrical
like two unmatched eyes glowing
at us with one desire.

This is an instant’s equality,
a level that at once
starts to dip. In spring
the sun starts up its golden
engine earlier each dawn.
In fall, night soaks
its dye into the edges of day.

But now they hang, two bright
balls teasing us to balance
the halves of our brain, need
and will, gut and intellect,
you and me in an instant’s grace—
understanding no woman, even
Gaia, can always make it work.

Download a printable version of the broadside of this poem here or by clicking the image at the top of the post

Learn more about The Hunger Moon and browse other titles by Marge Piercy.

To share the poem-a-day experience with friends, pass along this link »