Month: October 2020

10/7/20 – 11:00 pm – Waning Gibbous (after the VP debate)

Maybe I’m finally done
writing about the moon
and celestial things
and all the ways the night sky
can be personified

Maybe I’m done
with simile and metaphor
and all the profound epiphanies
of poetic inspiration

or maybe it’s just this stolen year
as empty as a glass ornament

soon we’ll be thrust
into the cold grasp of winter
with its grey skies
and blank mountains

October is waving goodbye
crying rufous tears
as the trees blaze, ignored
and the birds migrate through
there’s no use trying to hold
onto all this splendor

I understand futility
but I’m not proud of this

10/3/20 – 9:35 pm – Waning Gibbous

the waning gibbous is uncertain
on this clear, dark, October night
feeling our exhaustion
as if the aging year
didn’t exist

each month hangs unchanged
except for the waxing and waning
while the sky keeps a record
of this blank time

I’m uninspired by the the night
grasping for enlightenment
in a passionless sky
maybe it’s too easy to see the moon
full and exposed, so early
as if time meant something

this year feels
like a wasted opportunity