Geometrie de Deux Erreurs–ne se soucie plus

time and measure

disagreed,

about the length

a year would need,

to feature seasons

days and weeks,

to round the sun

and at what speed…

time contending

three-six-nine,

accommodated

moon and tides,

leaving room

for set and rise,

of sun although

just trick of eyes…

measure wanted

something less,

three-six-oh

seemed measure best,

a textbook circle

no excess,

tried and true

and fully blessed…

alas, the loop

was shy of goal,

despite the truth

of circle whole,

it missed the mark

to stall at pole,

a shortfall, sure

but fixable…

while time itself

ran well beyond,

the starting point

was there and gone,

throwing off the

dusk and dawn,

quittin’ early,

going long.

so calendar

was called to solve–

the proper rate

a year involved,

how long the earth

took to revolve–

around the sun

and made the call…

three-six-five

was deemed to be,

the flawless mix

of time and reach,

it formed ellipse

and perfectly,

a fabric wave

in cosmic see.

©Karen Robiscoe