The Corpus Clock
Corpus Christi College, Cambridge, England
It has no hands, but marks the hours
with illusions of light, LEDs
that glow in three concentric rounds.
I’m told a cricket with lidded
eyes is eating there the seconds,
time’s endless field; he devours
blade by blade and stares
from two demonic, blinking eyes,
salacious, mouthing time’s gobbets,
off four minutes out of five,
as passers-by gawk at the exhibit;
wheels all the while turning in secret.
Others busy with their lives
pass by, as time does, without stopping.
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