NaPoWriMo 2011 # 1

Mythos II

She carries
a shadow
in her closed fist
then releases it
to air.

It floats up
and floods from east
to west, buries the sun
beyond her reach,
leaves only
faint flickers
in darkness
for hours.

Then reaching up
with both arms
she draws down night
like a sheet,
folds it small,
cups it in her hand
for another day.

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