—After San Cristóbal by Sorin Rechitan
These fat shadows
suggest depths we do not see.
On the sidewalk,
a man follows his shadow
as it bends over the edge,
where sidewalk meets wall.
The slant of sun on the wall
gives his shadow weight,
it changes all his angles,
tilts his hat, his shoulders, turns
the path of shadow.
Overhead, a lantern casts
no light, but it throws
a shadow down the wall—
the curves of its bracket
echo the angles,
the shadows of shoulders, hat.
All suggest the man
follows a path that leads him
somewhere under the wall,
deeper into shadow.
Bio: Gary S. Rosin