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The Full Moon, a Celebration

(for Wendy)

The moon can be many things;
an orange mandarin
sitting fatly on the skinny horizon
a glowing pumpkin in a field of blue
a marble of luminous love
a neon orb
a rice paper lamp
the serious face of a sleeping child
bruising the night sky.
The moon turns the clouds
into vapour trails.
The sea becomes delirious
with this pleasure of dissolve.
Silver light
glides over us all night.
We wake clean and different.
Complete. A story well told.