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Tuesday, July 31, 2007

On the Full Moon



Some bright thing pierced my eye. Was it you
Or the moon that sadly sways
Like an outworn gaslamp in the sky?

That rascal, Sleep, evades me like you
And those blameless clouds that fly
And I, outworn I, I sit and gaze.


(AJ 7-31-07)
 

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Blogger risa bear said...

This is godd, my dear.

I hear sadness around a lot of your comminication, but here you are more direct.

I would would bring tea, two mandarin oranges, down time, and an ear, if I could.

July 31, 2007 4:28 PM  
Blogger Anniina said...

Risa -

Thank you, the thought counts and it is an especially beautiful and loving one. Thank you :)

August 03, 2007 3:16 AM  
Blogger risa bear said...

I'm glad you got that it was me liking the poem, and not some stuttering "godd." B----y typos!

In 2 weeks I'll take one of my sons (age 27) to Ashland for AYLI and Tempest. If he can wangle a vacation rearrange.

August 05, 2007 4:53 AM  

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