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Blue Moon : Mimi Khalvati : : Moon Poems : :

Blue Moon : : By Mimi Khalvati : : : : Sitting on a windowsill, swingingher heels against the wall as the gymslipscircled round and Elvis sang Blue Moon, she never thought one day to see her daughter,barelegged, sitting crosslegged on saddlebagsthat served as sofas, pulling on an ankle as she nodded sagely, smiling, notContinue reading “Blue Moon : Mimi Khalvati : : Moon Poems : :”

Moon With A Supermarket Trolley : Beverley Bie Brahic : : Moon Poems : :

Moon with a Supermarket Trolley : : By Beverley Bie Brahic, Saskatoon, Canada : : : : From my Juliet balconyOverlooking a creek whose bedHas been trash-filled for months,Moon, I see you preening like a supermodel – Nothing to do with me, or anyOf those other heavenly bodiesSo difficult to discernThrough the excess of humanContinue reading “Moon With A Supermarket Trolley : Beverley Bie Brahic : : Moon Poems : :”

I Watched the Moon Around the House : Emily Dickinson : : Moon Poems : :

I watched the Moon around the House : : By Emily Dickinson ( 1830 – 1886 ) Massachusetts629 I watched the Moon around the HouseUntil upon a Pane—She stopped—a Traveller’s privilege—for Rest—And there upon I gazed—as at a stranger—The Lady in the TownDoth think no incivilityTo lift her Glass—upon— But never Stranger justifiedThe CuriosityLike Mine—forContinue reading “I Watched the Moon Around the House : Emily Dickinson : : Moon Poems : :”

What Counsel Has The Hooded Moon : James Joyce : : Moon Poem : :

What Counsel Has the Hooded Moon : : By James Joyce ( 1882 – 1941 ) , Dublin Ireland : : What counsel has the hooded moonPut in thy heart, my shyly sweet,Of Love in ancient plenilune,Glory and stars beneath his feet — –A sage that is but kith and kinWith the comedian Capuchin? BelieveContinue reading “What Counsel Has The Hooded Moon : James Joyce : : Moon Poem : :”

Strange Fits Of Passion Have I Known Poem : William Wordsworth : : Moon Poems : :

Strange Fits Of Passion Have I Known : : By William Wordsworth, Cumberland England : Strange fits of passion have I known:And I will dare to tell,But in the lover’s ear alone,What once to me befell. When she I loved looked every dayFresh as a rose in June,I to her cottage bent my way,Beneath anContinue reading “Strange Fits Of Passion Have I Known Poem : William Wordsworth : : Moon Poems : :”

The Moon and the Yew Tree : Sylvia Plath : : Moon Poems : :

The Moon and the Yew Tree : : By Sylvia Plath ( ) This is the light of the mind, cold and planetaryThe trees of the mind are black. The light is blue.The grasses unload their griefs on my feet as if I were GodPrickling my ankles and murmuring of their humilityFumy, spiritous mists inhabitContinue reading “The Moon and the Yew Tree : Sylvia Plath : : Moon Poems : :”

Sad Steps : Philip Larkin : : Moon Poems : :

Sad Steps : : BY PHILIP LARKIN ( ) Groping back to bed after a pissI part thick curtains, and am startled by The rapid clouds, the moon’s cleanliness. Four o’clock: wedge-shadowed gardens lie Under a cavernous, a wind-picked sky. There’s something laughable about this, The way the moon dashes through clouds that blow LooselyContinue reading “Sad Steps : Philip Larkin : : Moon Poems : :”

Autumn : T E Hulme : : Moon Poems : :

Autumn : : BY T. E. HULME ( 16 September, 1883 – 28 September, 1917 aged 34 ) : : : : A touch of cold in the Autumn night— 1I walked abroad, 2And saw the ruddy moon lean over a hedge 3Like a red-faced farmer. 4I did not stop to speak, but nodded, 5AndContinue reading “Autumn : T E Hulme : : Moon Poems : :”

Moonrise : Gerard Manley Hopkins : : Moon Poems : :

Moonrise : : Gerard Manley Hopkins ( 1844 –1889 ) : : : ; I awoke in the Midsummer not to call night, in the white and the walk of the morning:The moon, dwindled and thinned to the fringe of a finger-nail held to the candle,Or paring of paradisaïcal fruit, lovely in waning but lustreless,SteppedContinue reading “Moonrise : Gerard Manley Hopkins : : Moon Poems : :”

The Moon was but a chin of gold : Emily Dickinson : ( 1 ) : : Musical Video 1 : ( 2 ) : : Song Video 2 : ( 3 ) : : Moon Poems : :

* Poem 737 ; : “The Moon was but a chin of gold”: : Moon Poem By Emily Dickinson ( 1830 – 1886 ) The Moon was but a Chin of GoldA Night or two ago –And now she turns Her perfect FaceUpon the World below – Her Forehead is of Amplest Blonde –Her CheekContinue reading “The Moon was but a chin of gold : Emily Dickinson : ( 1 ) : : Musical Video 1 : ( 2 ) : : Song Video 2 : ( 3 ) : : Moon Poems : :”