Friday, 7 May 2021

the moons’ s in town tonight


the moon’s in town tonight


the moon’s in town tonight

walking long across the docks the

granitation of the galvanised cranes


silvering the clichés of lovers

turning the pale leaves of their calling

into the white energy that pulls the egg


all along these days of darkening

higher the moon above its rising


icing the pinnacles of the delicate minarets 

that atone the munificence of the municipality 

where art needs soften avarice


the moon’s in town tonight


mercurial along railway lines

that snake out of the spittle quays

streaming town-ward 


fulfilling the hopes of the sail bridges

the schooner-rigged and pastel-shaded

bling of the nouveau apartments 


not an eyebrow of moon shard

not a misty eye of cloud derides

the pull of the night’s zenith


for the moon’s in town tonight


the town clocks face-off the moon

ringing the hours of its turning


reversing 


the shadows point east towards 

where the owl down dark has cornered 

the filigree of moon bright

hallmarked the once upon a time


when this full moon traduced the story

of the ones who stayed to see it arch

from from east to west in epns


the last fairytale of a moon that 

has gone to rest in the sleep of 

the marooned days


the moon was in town tonight 

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