Of The Full Moon Making. Poem by Geoffrey Fafard

Of The Full Moon Making.



Just last night
After a month
Teeming with monsoon rain
I was dreaming of a place
So beautifully private and dark
And then she stuck her face
Through the east window
All pale and yellow
And knowing.

Tuesday, April 3, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: longing,madness,moon
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In the humdrum of ordinary life a moon rising can be quite something.
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