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  Mar 2017 Cinzia
Carol Sommers
The Moon

I've lost track of the moon,
I was away for a month
In a cloudy place.
I've lost track of the moon.

The stars were in hiding too.
Sirius, where were you
my brilliant gem?
You, who was rising in the
early dawn sky as my
daughter was born.
I've lost track of the moon
Cinzia Mar 2017
Poets, you are my people
I tried to pretend not
But here we are
you and I

Tea in a cup
Dishes stacked up
Books, sleeping on the table

Observations of dust and sound
smell and feeling
Too many cats

We are one
Standing in our gardens,
attacked by awareness

— The End —