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A friend, Bren, has challenged me to write a poem this weekend, given that the Moon will be 14% larger appearing, and close enough to touch. I’ll try tonight, when it rises like an orange VW in the eastern sky, but there are no guarantees with poetry. But I’ll make the attempt for my friend. The poem below is in the new “White Cranes of Heaven”, just released by Lulu.com.
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Lady Nyo
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Mystery of the Moon
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Tarnished moon,
Cottoned in dark, settled clouds
Still-wintery branches striated against its gleam,
A ghostly beggar’s light spills
Upon a fallow ground.
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This pale spring orb,
Cast on a placid lake,
Mirrors mysteries of countless years
Reflects an empty alone-ness,
Yet pulls at the courses of women
And opens the womb to need.
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Jane Kohut-Bartels
Copyrighted, 2010
from “White Cranes of Heaven”, Lulu.com
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March 19, 2011 at 5:09 pm
Nice moon poem, Jane! I’ll be very interested to see how you rise to Bren’s challenge, as I’m sure you will. I can hardly wait to see tonight’s moon myself.
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March 19, 2011 at 5:52 pm
I should have shut my mouth, Margie….LOL! I don’t have a clue in my head for tonight…
Thank you, Margie…I challenge you to write a poem for tonight~!!
Just passing it along…
Jane
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March 20, 2011 at 12:00 am
Beautiful, Jane. The moon doesn’t have to be significant, though it is, doesn’t have to be mysterious, though it is, doesn’t have to draw us to it, though it does, in order to be beautiful and powerful. Maybe that’s why it is such a universal symbol for women! Tonight, it will be even more breathtaking. I hope you step outside and enjoy it. I will. Thank you for the wonderful poem that reminds us of its power.
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March 20, 2011 at 1:33 pm
Hi Katie!
I like the way you think! The moon has such evocative power, in all cultures, and some much more than ours. We have gotten away from this through our various religions, our attempts to distance ourselves from some of the earliest practices of humankind.
I did go out, and was riveted by the rising of this moon. It was huge and orange as it first rose into the sky, and I couldn’t get over the size. Truly eye filling.
I wrote about three poems but none of them could extract the splendor of this moon. I will post them or one, or two on this blog after I do some rewrite.
Last night the moon was amazing. My husband said that the setting moon was even more astounding, but alas, there was a cloud cover that obscured this. Perhaps tonight?
Thank you, Katie, for reading and your lovely comment.
Jane
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March 21, 2011 at 8:29 pm
haunting..well done.
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March 21, 2011 at 9:05 pm
Thank you, Jingle.
Lady Nyo
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