moon appears as reflection–
sun mirrored into night
but brighter, closer
and how far is far away?–
forever, sometimes, as if
never were always the answer
to the question of when
third eye digs deeper,
dreamclosing the distance, the interval
between asleep and wings
It was cloudy when the moon was eclipsing last night, but later on it cleared into mist, and woke me up, as it is wont to do–the top photo is how it looked through my bedroom window about 3am. And above is a close up. The mist allowed me to get some detail–when it’s very clear all that shows up in photos is an intense light.
A quadrille using the word sleep for Sarah at dVerse. I’ve borrowed the dual title idea from David at The Skeptic’s Kaddish–I ran across the word avigation (it means aerial navigation) recently, and I’ve been wanting to use it for something ever since.
The moon was misty last week too.
K. 
neat how the mist enabled the details while you were avigating.
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Dawn and dusk work too. I think there needs to be a filtering of the light.
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what a breathtaking poem and photos!
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Thanks Stacy.
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“sun mirrored into night” is such an apt description! Wonderful quadrille.
Learnt a new word and the photographs are lovely.
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Thanks Punam. Every once in awhile a word jumps out at me. I’m surprised it isn’t used more.
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You are welcome. I am surprised too!
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Wonderful visions of flying, propelled through dreams. Excellent Kerfe.
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Thanks Rob.
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Almost esoteric….the third eye, the mirror, never the answer….a fascinating collection of thoughts and dreams in verse…
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Thanks Ain. The moon speaks in riddles I think.
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I love all the questions–how far is far away? And of course, the Moon. She was definitely humming. One of your best, I think.
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Thanks Merril. Her voice is loud right now. I hope the world is listening.
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I hope so, too, but I doubt it.
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Ooh, there’s so many lovely lines here. i really like the poetic conflation of time and distance – and, of course, the clever scientists know all about that, too. And I love that ending! Wow.
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Thanks Sarah. A wonderful word to work with.
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Lovely lunar musings.
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Thanks. The moon is always good inspiration.
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Wow. Thanks for the beautiful moons. The title of your quadrille is poetry in itself.
Lovely quadrille. My favourite lines:
“and how far is far away?–
forever, sometimes”
Much💛love
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Thanks Gillena.
I’m having trouble commenting on your site, hope mine showed up.
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I especially like the idea of ‘dreamclosing the distance’ 🌝
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Thanks Ingrid. I do too.
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awesome skyline view from your bed Kerfe … top shots and love your poem 🙂
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Thanks Kate. Yes I get both city and sky.
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perfect combination for a creative like you 🙂
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It fits.
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One of the best endings to a poem that I’ve read…
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Thanks David. (as always)
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Deft and evocative, and I love the entire thing, but especially the stanza beginning: “…and how far is far away?” As close or as far as all things hidden in the heart’s journey.
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Exactly. Thanks!
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