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Full Moon

In the middle of the ocean of sky sat

that unflappable moon full as a peach.

I dreamed it was surrounded by great

elliptical rings like the rings of Saturn.

Everyone even the nightingale even

the crying babies hushed as whole

towns fell silent watching.

Fireflies left off their flashing.

Stars quietly turned off their lights.

Clouds flung themselves away.

As if on cue a drift of wisdom

settled upon the heads of All

like soft felt hats.

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