drink in the Moon's beams

Let's be Moongazers. Moonbathers. Moonlovers.

listen while you read

Bathing

for the Autumn Moon

Bathing first 

in the deep, 

bone-hot water

of the Japanese 

soaking tub. 

Still sun-brown 

limbs floating;

hands floating

like open flowers,

in the round,

white cistern

filled to the chin.

Then stepping out

into the breathing

night air, to bathe 

in the cool light

of the Autumn moon,

and the showers 

of meteors 

raining down

in silver drops

from Orion’s

near brightest 

star.

a thought


Waxing, full or waning, the moon,

la lune, la luna, endlessly enchants.

a QUESTION


Do you love the moon? Do you watch for it? Think about it. Seek out the moonlight. To sit or walk in. Solo, or arm-in-arm with a dear one, maybe a partner or a lover. Have you ever sung a moonlight serenade, or had someone sing one to you? What about a moonlit swim?

one member said


"Whenever a full moon's rising,

I take myself out to be with it."

a call to experience


Rising or floating in the night sky, in the company of the stars and other bright planets, the Moon patiently awaits your gaze. Anytime you can cast it. So step out, of a Moon-graced evening, to greet it, to bathe awhile in it; to commune or simply wonder beneath it, as countless others across time have done.

© Colin Goedecke, for The Poetisphere


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