Shifting myth of us ...
Thank you for posting, and for pairing with the perfect image!
Catherine, what a beautiful poem. Absolutely love the image of, "neon contrails,
moon paling and home in her high meadow."
So glad it speaks to you, Bethany! Thanks for letting me know.
So many lines speak to me. Such a touching piece
Amen to this poem. Too many great phrases in this verse to quote, but even the capsize would be welcome, invigorating, if the water's not shockingly cold. I want to sit in the year's last day in this poem near the water.
"The moon, waxing crescent, rose
in my circle of tea as I sat on the deck
in the last of the dark. "
I'm going to sit and sip that image for a while.
Thank you for posting, and for pairing with the perfect image!
Catherine, what a beautiful poem. Absolutely love the image of, "neon contrails,
moon paling and home in her high meadow."
So glad it speaks to you, Bethany! Thanks for letting me know.
So many lines speak to me. Such a touching piece
Amen to this poem. Too many great phrases in this verse to quote, but even the capsize would be welcome, invigorating, if the water's not shockingly cold. I want to sit in the year's last day in this poem near the water.
"The moon, waxing crescent, rose
in my circle of tea as I sat on the deck
in the last of the dark. "
I'm going to sit and sip that image for a while.