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ONE SMALL STEP The moon delights in its shadow play wantonly displays herself now coyly hides behind the flimsiest of clouds making light of dark...dark light. Teases our senses acts out our romantic notions as if a poet had hung her there suspended in time and thought created only of words & our desires this orb an actor in our play THE ART OF LOVE. She belongs in songs exclusively the month of June a banal rhyme. Here on our honeymoon men walk across her face bringing her back to reality as if she had gone insane believing she was a poet’s plaything. Blanching now the wood: “I have also relied on the kindness of poets!” All her reflected glory lost amongst dust and rocks little steps and giant steps. Was it just a tale I heard told of Persian storytellers suing NASA for spoiling how she should be seen? Behold! Bold as a newly minted wife I unbind the moon set her loose let her run free again in the wilderness of imaginations free from scientific discourse as I dance with my newly acquired husband. A mariachi band plays MOONLIGHT SERENADE in our chiaroscuro of love the moon smiling down on our dreams ( our dreams ).
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Aug 9, 2017
Aug 9, 2017 at 7:16 PM UTC
ONE SMALL STEP
ONE SMALL STEP The moon delights in its shadow play wantonly displays herself now coyly hides behind the flimsiest of clouds making light of dark...dark light. Teases our senses acts out our romantic notions as if a poet had hung her there suspended in time and thought created only of words & our desires this orb an actor in our play THE ART OF LOVE. She belongs in songs exclusively the month of June a banal rhyme. Here on our honeymoon men walk across her face bringing her back to reality as if she had gone insane believing she was a poet’s plaything. Blanching now the wood: “I have also relied on the kindness of poets!” All her reflected glory lost amongst dust and rocks little steps and giant steps. Was it just a tale I heard told of Persian storytellers suing NASA for spoiling how she should be seen? Behold! Bold as a newly minted wife I unbind the moon set her loose let her run free again in the wilderness of imaginations free from scientific discourse as I dance with my newly acquired husband. A mariachi band plays MOONLIGHT SERENADE in our chiaroscuro of love the moon smiling down on our dreams ( our dreams ).
OBSCURANTISM PRONUNCIATION: (uhb-SKYOOR-uhn-tiz-uhm, ob-skyoo-RAN-tiz-uhm) MEANING: noun: 1. Opposition to the spread of knowledge. 2. Being deliberately vague or obscure; also a style in art and literature. ETYMOLOGY: From Latin obscurare (to make dark).
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Aug 9, 2017
Aug 9, 2017 at 7:16 PM UTC
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