The black moon (the second new moon of the month) this week was obviously on the Oracle’s mind.
sailing the language of shadow
on stormships that shine
like enchanted mist
through dark diamond skys
listening
who speaks in the thousand tongues
of the black moon?
When I went to photograph the painting this morning, the darkness of the image made it hard to get a well-focused picture, especially, interestingly, when I tried a white background. Light obviously has its own agenda, best to just play along.
K. 
I love this (of course). I also had sailing through space.
I had forgotten about the black moon. Your last image seems like it could actually be a moon surface photo.
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Thanks Merril. I’m thinking I’d like to do some embroidery on this, the texture seems to want more (add it to the pile…)
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Go for it! 🙂
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That black moon looks like the face of an animal about to speak. No, we don’t know a single word in any of those thousand languages.
I noticed the moon last night. It’s a tiny sliver of a thing and it had already almost set by 11pm. It looked very bright in the last light from the setting sun, not black at all. Wonder why it’s called that?
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For the same reason a blue moon is blue I suppose…
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Human imagination.
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What beautiful poetry and photography.
It looks like a sleeping sea creature with hidden eyes. 🙂
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Thanks Shawna. The moon has many manifestations…
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I love your black moon and poetry. Astronomy interests me – I love looking at the night sky and identifying the stars and planets…
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It’s always a wonderful sight. Thanks Evelyn.
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The Oracle has an open channel to the cosmos, so it’s no surprise she offered this to you.
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She does! And she knows how I love the moon.
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