At first glance, the night sky seems static and immobile, and the stars and moon appear fixed in their positions. Wait long enough, however, and you will notice that they have a steady, if miniscule, motion. Place a tree beside the moon, and eventually it will obscure it; watch the stars along the western horizon, and they will gradually disappear from view. Little motions seem non-existent in passing, but in truth they are the difference between night and day.
New Moon
The moon is a dimpling smile,
half-spun in the nebulous trees
and steadily striding an aisle
in minutes of motive degrees,
sidereal in their decline
and edged by the flickering stars.
A million pin-pricks align
to shepherd her onwards of Mars
and Venus, Olympian friends,
so firm in this evening dance
that ushers her as she ascends
and sinks with a Cheshirish glance.
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2 comments:
Ah, one of my favorite topics-the moon. And how well you perceive the importance of little movements: quite often it is the little things of life which have much more value than might appear at first blush. If you are interested in following the lunar phases in this virtual world, please visit my night-time blog @http://flowersbymoonlight.blogspot.com/ Thank you for sharing your beautiful poems, and may God bless you.
Yes, the moon is fertile grounds for poetry. I'm sure this isn't the last time you'll see her the subject of one of my poems. Thanks, KS.
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