/ Poetry /
In Ethiopia we have seen
many eclipses.
We just heat glass until
it is smoked
and look through it at the eclipse.
We say the sun
and the moon are fighting, and
we cheer them on,
shouting and yelling. Instead
of staying silent,
our dogs bark and yelp. Ethiopians
and Eritreans love
this battle in the sky, for the moon
is 400 times smaller
than her opponent, and on this one day
she briefly wins.