The apple tree and me.
The two of us:
me, beneath the tree but not in the shade;
the tree, beneath the sun but not in the light.
Clouds over me and the apple tree,
which makes three: the clouds, the apple tree, and me.
Or four—if you count the sun.
But really, we were five:
The moon in a staring contest with the sun,
the clouds in the moonshade,
and the apple tree and me
in the grey noon.
An eclipse in the double-shade
for the apple tree and me.