Moon Over Hebden Bridge


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.


Moon by Amiten


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.


Poem by Madhuri, Nov. 13, Hebden Bridge, from the book ‘More about the Moon’

Illustration by Amiten

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