The
Fractional Full Moon
I got
the word to go out and look at the full moon,
And I
thought: It’s not time yet.
I was
out with the old dog under the fractional moon
And I
noticed there was no time to fully round.
My dog
delicately sniffed a single rusted barb
On a
fence verging on collapse.
Sometimes
the circle is completed in darkness.
--Chris
Gaffney
Question
to the Moon on the Way to a Funeral
When you go about grey,
do you mourn,
in the middle of the day,
that those who are born soon die?
When you go about grey,
do you mourn,
in the middle of the day,
that those who are born soon die?
Or do
you imply,
walking through the night,
that we who wane are soon again
born, and filled with light?
walking through the night,
that we who wane are soon again
born, and filled with light?
--Birrell
Walsh
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