Bristol Cove, Highland Lake, Winstead, CT, 11/26/2020
7 AM EST / 8 PM AWST
Your setting sun Is rising for me. My setting Moon Is rising for you. In the cold morning, I… In the warm evening, you… Set out to watch Our belovèd orb Cross Earth’s shadow.
Climbing the highest Place I can reach Near home (The metal stands Of the local sports field), I catch but a Glimpse Of shadow —Like eyeliner— On the upper limb, Before the Moon Is tangled in bare Winter branches As it drops behind First Watchung Mountain.
You, meanwhile, Are by the lake, Watching the Moon Rise from the Western Desert, A picnic set out, And the crowded sounds Of a busy summer night All around. You’ll see the whole show, As the Moon turns From buttery disc To ashy cinder To glowing coal And back again.
Your sky isn’t my sky, Nor is my earth yours. Yet we are linked, Sharing Sun, Sharing Moon, Sharing words. Half a world apart, Linked As friends.
© Sealanehill 2018
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