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Daily Archives: October 16, 2005
The Moon Dancing
The moon is swollen full tonight, her belly stretched out in the light; that glow ascribed to pregnant maids reflects down through the tall pines’ shade and with a wash of purple blue includes the woods’ edge in my view. … Continue reading
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Tagged daily poems, Divine Mother, illusions, mother goddess, night, shadows, the moon
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