Monday, June 20, 2016

Rosemary Nissen-Wade #20.2: Full Moon Night


Full Moon Night

No ritual –
black sky and pelting rain.
Still I’m woken at 2am.
All is quiet. The sky
is a little light.

I put on shoes and go outside.
Even my cat won’t venture
out into this inhospitable dark –
she who is named
for the Moon Goddess.

She stands inside the door
and waits. I find no break
in the clouds, no sight
of the moon’s round shape,
no trace. Only,

over behind the palms,
the slightest whitening.
It is enough.
I feel the connection
and breathe deep.



2 comments:

  1. I really like the contrasts here, you adventuring out, the timid cat and the sense of dawn and its connection.

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