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

 

A Long Lunar Month

She says “I follow a lunar month.

You follow a solar month. Too bad.”

Out of sync. Orbiting around each other.

Your waxing, waning and my rising, setting.

Throwing you in shadow today. New Moon.

 

new moon

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