Young Moon

moon earthshine

 

These February evenings, our invisible daytime Moon,

lost in the Sun’s glare, has moved

east of the setting sun, a crescent

briefly seen in the west after sundown.

Earthshine is softly lighting the dark side.

 

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In Waning December

around the world, a common sight shared –

the last quarter Moon and nearby Virgo’s

bright first-magnitude star, Spica – half-illuminated in sunlight,

half in moonshadow, lit side always pointing

eastward, looking, as we do, for sunrise.

 

Virgo

Depiction of Virgo, c.1000

About Virgo

About Spica

Sleepless and alone, staring at the Moon

I play Satie softly not to awaken
her upstairs. I’m not much of a
musician, more a phonometrician, measuring and writing
down sounds as the Moon approaches fullness,
far from Paris, breathing in 3/4 time.

 

A Day at the River

“You aren’t just the age you are, you are all the ages you have ever been.” ~ Kenneth Koch

 

morning, pebbles making small ripples like fish

in afternoon sun, this was my beach

now empty but for summer moon and me

two silver waning slivers silent as water

a bridge that no one is crossing