A Shooting Star in Daylight

The perfect blue-green

digits of the display

say fifty-seven degrees.

For the first time this season

the car takes a moment to start.

I spin all the dials

left to right, low to high,

blue to red, a/c to defrost.

The clouds on the windshield

begin to fade. I flip the wipers,

turning grey clouds back

to clear glass speckled

with weighted water drops.

The low yellow-orange

sun blinds me when I enter

the road, and the visor

comes down in an instant.

Before I know it,

I am three streets over

at a red light waiting

for the pale green glow,

and one of the water drops

slowly descends the glass

cutting jagged lines,

sparkling in the sunlight,

a shooting star in daylight.

The Web Projects of Sondra Ball and Mario Cavallini