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Sonnet for the April New Moon
Hail, bright crescent, mirrored in flooded streams,
and shining on lakes freed from winter ice.
Kestrel hovers, hunting unwary mice;
beneath dead leaves, green revolution teems:
fern and skunk cabbage sleep in pungent dreams;
beetles in fallen oak add their own spice.
Under gray stone, ants build their queen a space,
and bears begin to remember their names.
Your sickle threatens still-barren branches,
and much will live and die beneath your shear,
struggling to spring to maturity.
Foals no longer shake on new-formed haunches,
yet some, at least, will not survive the year:
Cruelty gleams in your shining purity.
I’ll work on that, or at least try to. Thanks for complaining.
complaint? Erm…you don’t have an lj user pic…grr
complaint? Erm…you don’t have an lj user pic…grr
I’ll work on that, or at least try to. Thanks for complaining.
Hey there
I don’t know if you have interest, but we’re going up to the June Bug on Thursday night. If you want to come (don’t know what your duty schedule looks like), you’re more than welcome to ride with us if you’d like. 🙂
Hey there
I don’t know if you have interest, but we’re going up to the June Bug on Thursday night. If you want to come (don’t know what your duty schedule looks like), you’re more than welcome to ride with us if you’d like. 🙂