47. ¿Mother Moon?
Moon. Moon shine. Moon of darkness. Bring your soft light. Banish day’s harsh harridan glare.
Moon. Moon shine. Moon of darkness. Bring your soft light. Banish day’s harsh harridan glare.
A beggar’s ragged coat is lined
with feathers at the shoulder. Hear his story.
You expected a poem ° celebrating Equinox. ° I offer you a maple leaf ° on an open page.