SUPERMOON TO THE RESCUE

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(poetry diary 87) last night I looked up at the Super Moon and started giggling as I wondered how many poets were right then working on poems that somehow tied the moon into poems about the 2016 election fall-out. I’ll bet it shows up in many….

The Moon Was But a Chin of Gold

Emily Dickinson

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The Moon was but a Chin of Gold
A Night or two ago—
And now she turns Her perfect Face
Upon the World below—

Read rest of poem at PoemHunter.

 

 

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