my moon
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My MoonAuthor(s): Wendy BishopSource: The Iowa Review, Vol. 32, No. 2 (Fall, 2002), p. 104Published by: University of IowaStable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/20155124 .
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WENDY BISHOP
My Moon
All my years?
yet full moons
still surprise me
late when I'm trying to make meaning out of darkness.
Exclamatory. O
milk and butter smooth.
White pool of oil that makes
love's evening linger. Or huge lamp that shows up too often
empty-handed.
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Place to put my hands
and not burn them?
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Not apple-shaped or pear-shaped but a woman
curled around her knees
hair streaming into the next galaxy.
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When we see each other
neither of us
blinks.
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