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Monday, September 28, 2009

Quarter moon's sad gaze

Quarter moon's sad gaze
tilting blue toward the sea,
a too-distant love
whose foamy caps leap, aching
to console her waxing loss

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Your words make the silence the beautiful, enable me to enjoy even low page rank of my newest blog - I recognized sad gaze of the moon in the current rating of my blog and that identification directed me to the eternities.

Unknown said...

Nice Blog,

I enjoy imagery of the moon: especially as her open face seems to invite speculations of love.

I couldn't help but share with you this poem I wrote on June 21, 2006, speculating about the beginning of summer:

June 21 (poem from '06)
At this point in the
Description of its ellipse
The Earth cocks its head
At the Sun
Rakish and somewhat
Debonaire.
An airless Moon cannot
Help but tsk, tsk...

But the Earth wouldn't care
Just this moment.
Up near its bald spot,
The Sun now nearly always
Touches.
And light warms the
Waters of Earth's face,
Which is not a place
Upon the planet
But instead the space
That some call summer.

I look forward to reading more of your blog. I found a link to it from Jenny's Cinnamon.

Francis Scudellari said...

@Tomas Thanks so much. Good writing shapes the silence.

@Andy I like the poem very much. Thanks for sharing it here. I'm glad you stopped by, and I look forward to reading more of your writing too.