My all time favorite moon poem was written by Kathryn Stripling Byer.
Full Moon
Full moon says I am
over the pinebreak, says give me
your empty glass, pour
all you want, drink, look
out through your windows of ice,
through the eyes of your needles
observe how I climb, lay aside
what you weave on your looms
and see clouds fall away
like cold silk from your shoulders,
be quiet, hear the owl coming back
to the hayloft, shake loose
your long braids and rise up
from your beds, open
windows and curtains, let light
pour like water upon your heads,
like cold silk from your shoulders,
be quiet, hear the owl coming back
to the hayloft, shake loose
your long braids and rise up
from your beds, open
windows and curtains, let light
pour like water upon your heads,
all of you women who wait, raise
the shades, throw the shutters
wide, lean from your window ledge
into the great night that beckons
you, smile back at me
and so quietly nobody can hear you
but you, whisper, "Here am I."
the shades, throw the shutters
wide, lean from your window ledge
into the great night that beckons
you, smile back at me
and so quietly nobody can hear you
but you, whisper, "Here am I."
Click below to download a recording of Kathryn Byer reading "Full Moon"
from BLACK SHAWL., LSU Press
• "Full Moon" [mp3, 870kb] to hear Kathryn Stripling Byer read it.
My second most favorite moon poem is also written by Kathryn Stripling Byer
"Empty Glass" from WILDWOOD FLOWER, LSU Press
"Empty Glass" [mp3, 527kb] To hear Kathryn Stripling Byer read it.
In EMPTY GLASS she writes of the dark night, dark moon,
reminding us that the moon is up there, even if we cannot see it.
1 comment:
Do only women talk to the moon? I wonder? I know I have.
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