My walk, 2nd (for g)

To show you after you’re gone, G, what remains behind

I take a photo of where you disappeared this

Morning on the horizon, descending that hill.

The picture shows your eyes that are a dark branch.

They’re the road that leads to dawn. Your face eclipses

The sun. Your light eclipses the landscape, leaving love.

Like the Dandenong Ranges, like the orange sun spinning

Toward me. Great Lady, this picture is of you and me.