The Speck of Light
by Joanna Gilman Hyde
In the darkness of my room
Eye gleaned a speck of light
at the foot of my bed.
My Can Painting!
“M(eye) B-day Present
2 M(eye) S-E-L-F”
The speck grew as dawn came
into a constellation of three stars
and gradually revealed its configuration
of dripping paint
gleaming whiteness
and sparkling its flattened 7-up can
and shards of broken wine glass
given to me by a friend.
I love specks of light that grow
Yay!! So do eye