Back 40: A Walker’s Eye

Which streaks the woods road at noon —
Shade or sun,
Across the nature of the other one?
Do shadows, shapes of leaves and limbs,
Take all the light
And leave, except for minor errors, night?
Or, is black the habit of summer sky?
And flawing his blindness,
Only shooting stars
Behind the walker’s eye?

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