AND, thanks to my neighbor, poet and translator Yvette Neisser, I have been introduced to some poetry about the sun. She has shared Solar Poems by Homero Aridjis (City Lights, 2010, translated by George McWhirtier). Here are several stanzas from the opening poem . . .
The Sun’s poem is infinite,
we can only paint it in words,
said the painter
Whenever the Sun speaks,
every creature goes quiet,
said the poet
Light’s infinite smile is a verse that is a poem
that is a universe,
the thinking eye is a laughing eye,
the eye that thinks us we paint
with its own rays, said the poet
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