a good bed

there was no sleeping
though the night made a good bed . . .
we knew she was gone

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its shadow place

a dark crescent moon . . .
silently it called to me
from its shadow place

expand and contract

my dreamy night mind
and my sensible day mind . . .
expand and contract

still coolness

deepest shade of night . . .
crickets chirp in still coolness
breathing moist moonlight

earthly garden

this earthly garden
with her quiet moon above . . .
night clouds illumined

darkest night moon

the darkest night moon
lies nestled in a cloudbank . . .
already the dawn

labyrinthine moon

labyrinthine moon
lights a gossamer window . . .
bright the shadows like