—Anonymous Artwork
BOTH HALVES OF THE MOON REQUIRED
—Tom Goff, Carmichael, CA
This winter has a way to undecide
whether to glow by sun or shimmer down rain.
So humans, even lovers, have twin sides,
moon-fashion, each song-mirroring one refrain:
the forlorn star-glow, despairing to be lit
enough to chase away the cold with fire
—this, we call the dark half—split from, and yet knit
to, that half bright-to-blinding as is desire.
O shield to catch and deflect the mighty sun,
cloth to absorb like shot silk the great dark
nuanced with faint sparkles: you, my dual
behaver and believer, you are my one
who, knowing dark moods and what they do, can spark
me (jest or grieve) rhapsodic with renewal.
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—Medusa, with thanks to Tom Goff for his beautiful sonnet ushering us into this dark week of the Winter Solstice.
