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Flower Moon
The sun blossoms in the sky,
and the woodsflowers blossom.
Herbs bloom in the gardens.
All day light falls
until shadows fall
with the failing west.
Then a yellow flare
fires the clouds over the lake,
sets the waves afire.
Upon the shore the boats lie
among the voices of children
skipping stones over the water;
the moon skims
into the east
washing silver into the wood,
shadow into the stone —
and, beyond, the pike flash
under the lip of shadow.
Lewis Turco
Link: http://www.lewisturco.net/
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