(taken tonight, December 30th, 2017, looking East)

 

The full moon above

floats on blackened velvet sea-

poet’s perfection!

But who does not yearn for a

crescent in lavender sky?

–

Jane Kohut-Bartels

Copyrighted, 2017

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(“Moon” originally appeared in “A Seasoning of Lust”, 2sd edition,  2016, Amazon.com)

“Spring Moon”

(courtesy of panoramio.com)

The supermoon of a few days ago was delightful, but this poem was written a few days before Luna showed her full face.  I leaned on my rake and was so taken by her appearance, this little poem formed fast.  It is a slight poem, but like  Saigyo, and his love of the moon, it was an immediate response to what was before my eyes.

Lady Nyo

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Spring Moon

 

The moon this spring afternoon

Floated high above the saddle of distant trees, hills,

As she pillowed on her part of the universe

Her face no more colored than a passing cloud.

She looked sleepy, tired—

Of course!  All this waxing and waning.

She looked down at me as she cuddled the pale sky

Just one eye awake,

A part of her mouth exposed

The rest of her face burrowed in sky,

No gleam, no intent of prowling the heavens.

Just waking up—I expected her to yawn!

 

Jane Kohut-Bartels

Copyrighted, 2012