Reading Poetry

New poetry I’m reading. I had to look up Erato. I had forgotten. She was one of the Greek Goddesses, the muse of erotic poetry and mime.

I was reading a novel but it failed to hold my attention. So now I’m sliding down the rabbit hole into poetry.


We Watched the Moon

Last night
we watched
the moon

It was golden
and slowly
into the darkness
of a summer night
until it stopped
hanging there
like a sacred vessel
waiting to be filled

I’m just
a microscopic
a molecular


for a moment
I think
I believe

I filled the moon
up with my breath

and a sigh

and a shared smile
before we returned
to our lives once again

with wisps of the sacred
trailing behind us

18 July 2019

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