The full yellow moon
\nlooks in through branches
\nat me doing dishes.<\/p>\n
What else can see
\nanyone anywhere
\nwith such little notice?<\/p>\n
Not the burning sun
\nso bright it parches
\ndeserts with a glance.<\/p>\n
Not the tinkling stars
\nso far apart they compete
\nwith darkness for nothing.<\/p>\n
Not the darkness
\nwhich sees nothing
\neven while looking.<\/p>\n
Only the moon has
\nlooked so at me and you
\nand Eve and Adam
\nand before and ever shall.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The full yellow moon looks in through branches at me doing dishes. What else can see anyone anywhere with such little notice? Not the burning sun so bright it parches deserts with a glance. Not the tinkling stars so far … Continue reading