Burgi Zenhaeusern (she/her) is the author of the chapbook Behind Normalcy (CityLit Press, 2020) and a translation co-editor of the poetry anthology Knocking on the Door of The White House (zozobra publishing, 2017). Most recently, her work appeared in DIAGRAM, Sugar House Review, Little Patuxent Review, Moist Poetry, and as a broadside (Ashville Poetry Press, Broadside Contest 2024, runner-up). Originally from Switzerland, she lives outside D.C. in Maryland.


Also by Burgi Zenhaeusern: morning swim Tiger Mosquito Two Visual Poems

July 9, 2025

Burgi Zenhaeusern

Two-legged Sunna



on the run: no chariot, no horses, just two long sticks a child might draw, splayed down the windshield. She keeps me warm in this quiet street with closed facades strung to power lines, still and naked branches against the late winter sky. I’m waiting for another of my child’s lessons to end, a book unopened in my lap, the surf of traffic breaking. Sunna, it is said, is chased by the wolf-beast across the sky to the end of time, when it will devour her and what is left of her brilliance after many eclipses. Her sometimes frightening heat in tow Sunna rushes on. She must, if she is to make it through another day. Before her end, she is granted a newly brilliant daughter to continue on her path. So it is said. On the backseat, the squished bag of pretzels crackles its unfolding. A crumb tips from one crease into another softly, un- predictably, unavoidably. I think of minefields and my child who has learned to tiptoe.


The poem makes free use of old Germanic myths about the sun from the Wikipedia entry for Sól (Old Norse) / Sunna (Old High German). In German, moon and sun are masculine and feminine nouns, respectively (i.e. der Mond, die Sonne). No Greco-Roman influence has been able to erase the female sun from my visualizations of it.


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