The January moon will never be full again

John William Waterhouse - 'Echo and Narcissus,' Wiki commons

John William Waterhouse – ‘Echo and Narcissus,’ Wiki commons

Cruel slant of a moon
that could be a fang
or a hook,
a nail,
or a cat’s claw
stuck to the sky,
pulling it down
gloating,
feeding
until it’s full—

but the moon looks empty,
full

like it wants for something
it can never have,

like it knows each month
it goes hollow again,

and can only be that way
for a day.

About pinklightsabre

William Pearse publishes memoir, travel journals, poetry and prose, and lives in the Pacific Northwest.
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16 Responses to The January moon will never be full again

  1. I envy you for being able to see the moon lately. We got Seattle skies down this way.

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  2. byebyebeer says:

    I look forward to the next night I can see the moon. Always thought she looked a little sad, now I know why.

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  3. ksbeth says:

    everything is temporary.

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  4. Akuokuo says:

    Wowee! I love that!

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  5. Nice pacing.

    That pic is the first selfie.

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