Blue Moon — A Poem

Gather bouquets

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Evening Primrose — C.Birde

of primrose and artemisia,

of white moon flower,

and bind them with ribbons

of lace-edged shadow.

Bead your wrists and ankles

with silver starlight

and weave its tendrilled glow

into a wreath to illumine your hair.

Persistent as tide,

rhythmic as heart-beat —

absorb the pulsing, night-song chorus

of cicada and cricket,

of fox and owl,

through the pores of your skin.

Beg the attendance of fireflies

and dust-winged moths

to accompany you,

and welcome

the Blue Moon.

–C. Birde

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