the way the moon does

Insubstantial music disappears

a hand print listens from the grave–it’s all alive

this time of night.

inside the bible

a saint takes his place in present form

thomas merton, asleep beside me

without name or judgement

opens to the right page

I have loved you

even though you said to never use those words

I use them now

because they apply

your breath makes me breathless

your breathlessness makes me breathe

the world has no idea

what it would mean to

pass disappointment

on the way to better choices--

the way the stars do,

the way the moon does.

Comments

[Gavriella Conn]

Wow...really a sense of opening errupted in me when I got to your closing "The world has no idea...to pass disappointment on the way to better choices..."
Yep. This is going up in my studio where I can see it when I wedge clay!
Thank you so much. And thanks for sharing again over this eternal night of electronics your musings...poetic or otherwise.
Gavriella

[dale]

As representative of the world at it's most wordly, I can confirm this :-)

The moon's giving you strong drink, tonight.

Thank you for giving it words I can hear.