Half a moon waxing
It was time of course to warm the oven
prep the poultry, garlic lemon
slice various vegetables
But in the east a tint was blooming
pink on purple deepening
not to be ignored, yearning for words
some novel juxtaposing, hungry for poetry
clinched and sealed the search and forward, push and pull
by the sight and symbol bright
white and slowly silvering
of half a moon, waxing, still, serene
at dusk’s descending, closing
dip of day.
25th November 2020 Hounoux
Love the way the moon pushes and pulls you away from your cooking! I'm easily distracted from cooking; but it's something you do so well, so how strong must the moon be this night! Much love Clare
ReplyDeleteI am forever distracted by the change of light by the sunset, the moon takes a bit more memory and effort to keep an eye on unless i draw the upstairs curtains, take a trip to the loft or get a whats app from my 'wow look at the moon buddy'! I know I would have been out of the sliding doors alongside you if I had been lucky enough to be there. Always such beautiful light low down in your East. Menu planning to moon cycles?
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