Monday, January 17, 2011

A glimpse of the moon

a glimpse at the moon


A few minutes ago, I wrote:
Walking from this narrow, winding path
Cold wind numbing my cheeks
Against the dusky sky, denuded tree
I caught a glimpse of the moon
and amazingly—it looked back.

So why is it that I remember you every time I see the moon?

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3 comments:

Photo Cache said...

"So why is it that I remember you every time I see the moon? "

My unsolicited guess is - you remember "you" whatever you look at, whatever you hear, taste, or experience. :)

my gulch said...

photo cache: i am taking that "unsolicited guess" to the top of the list. can i guess too?

i remember "you" because this "you" calls me a lunatic all the time. =)

pieterbie said...

nice, you caught the moon well between the branches

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