Tagged: moon

the world grows

the world grows
smaller
after this,
sweeping one too
many summers
under an old moon
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: sweeping

at first light, maybe

at first light, maybe
second light, the moon has climbed as
high as it’s willing

to climb for the night – grab these
corners, let’s give it a lift
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: willing

there are phases of

there are phases of
Moon that will forever light
up specific cells,

activating love, loss, pain,
and then all over again
.
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from total solar

perched

perched
on the landing
between
the fifth floor and the
roof, we found it –
a super blue blood
moon
dangling
out the window,
wedged
in a sliver
of brooklyn sky
.
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this morning, on day

this morning, on day
seventy-eight, the waning
gibbous moon stayed up

long enough to laugh at me,
or console – its face was so smooth
.
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twenty years later,

twenty years later,
we are revisiting Morton
Subotnick’s Silver
Apples of the Moon
on a
full Beaver Moon – who knew
we’d be still this geeky
.
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every new moon

slice me a sliver

between the setting