Icy paths shimmer under a waning moon as east’s sky glazes slow.
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I’ve been going through poetry drafts looking for work that might benefit from revision (it all would, but where to start first is the question) and I am suprised by how many moons are in my poetry.
It’s not just me. For a beautiful poem about the moon and a gorgeous picture of wolves with a bit of Native American tribal history on their relationship, see SBPoet’s poem: Wolf Moon.
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Revision’s been on my mind. I have a moon poem inspired by a recent read of Sassafras, Cypress & Indigo by Nzotake Shange. If you can find the time, I recommend it. You can find my moon musing at BES.
Like your American Sentence.