Keiran Brennan Hinton—”A Broken Clock is Right Twice a Day,” @ Michael Gibson Gallery

Tonight I’ve watched

The moon and then
the Pleiades
go down

The night is now
half-gone; youth
goes; I am

in bed alone

The midnight poem, often attributed to Sappho and preserved only in fragments, feels especially pertinent right now. My sense of time is confused. I check the clock only to find it later than I assumed, the night half-gone. Time feels fast and full of nothing, the repetition of each day washing away. I turned twenty-seven on April 11th, in bed alone (my youth goes). The moon was almost full—I know this because Keiran Brennan Hinton painted the sky that night. 

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