Why should I describe
\nmy feelings for the backyard maple
\nand the moon I spy
\nthrough branches like a lace curtain
\nas it rests upon mighty Mount Tom
\nthat from here I must conjure
\nfrom memory and imagination
\nas the neighbor\u2019s house blocks my view
\nI mean the maple is not really so old
\nas trees go
\nkind of middle-aged I think
\nor maybe assume stemming from my desire
\nfor companionship
\nI don\u2019t really know
\nhaving only lived here 13 years
\nwhich is the longest I\u2019ve lived anywhere
\nbut not so long if counting
\nagainst the life of a solid maple
\nand the moon is the moon
\nto which poets greater than myself
\nhave written many a rapt epistolary
\nso there hardly seems any value
\nin my tepid musings on moonlight
\nand what it reveals<\/p>\n
Maple & Moon Why should I describe my feelings for the backyard maple and the moon I spy through branches like a lace curtain as it rests upon mighty Mount Tom that from here I must conjure from memory and imagination as the neighbor\u2019s house blocks my view I mean the maple is not really … Continue reading Marian Kent<\/span>