Friday, April 23, 2010

i'll hug the moon

yeah it was a long weird fucked day so what's new

the day was redeemed by putting the telescope nicholas got for his birthday together and taking the boy out in the garden to look at the moon

it is a clear night and the moon is brighter than freshly laundered linen

after a few adjustments and some the moon came in clear and bold

i'm pretty sure we were looking at the sea of tranquility

and even if we were not it still was beautiful and so bright it hurt the eyes

i came to understand ol' silly li po who in a moment of drunken love

saw the moon reflect on the surface of a lake

and according to legend fell out of his boat and drowned

trying to give it one big hug

2 Comments:

At 5:17 PM, Blogger Jim K. said...

many editors ban the moon poems..
i know it's frustrating, but the
moon won't go away..

it's a mirror
for a million years (or more?)
it's been a mirror, it's
voices in white static,
seeing things

when i read a poem with a moon, i
just look for what's on the other
side
no problem seeing it here!

 
At 2:10 AM, Blogger richard lopez said...

i suppose the moon remains a mystery even if people have visited there and to see it in bold with your own eyes is simply jaw-droppingly awesome. thanks, jim.

 

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