Monday, March 29, 2010

Poem for Monday, March 29, 2010


Lunar Continents

full moon night--

i see the lunar continents etched from humble
earth (the man is hiding for now),

antarctica curving
at the base,
africa full of
craters.

i see australia overlooking my neighbors'
apartments

europe shining
avant-garde-like
east of a milky
atlantic.

i see south america and asia on either side
of the equator (can't imagine the tropics
on the moon).

i zoom in
on north america,
spot you
frolicking

in a random field with sun chips and
echinacea,

content
to
be
anywhere.

1 comment:

  1. i just walked inside from looking at the moon.

    i love this poem. after all, the moon is a mirror.

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