A poem by Madhuri
When I looked out the window
The moon drilled right into me
She was a tipped goblet above the hilly town
She was a bastard burst of joy.
She is a lemon disk tossed from the sun
A silver hallelujah
Gone yellow in the human air.
She is our nanny, our companion
For our trillion beats of time –
We can say, “Our Moon -”
She says, “My Earth -”
Two shining heads
On one pillow.