Three moons vie in a washed-out sky, different
in phase and size, but lit by the same
star. Three coiled arms snake from the cephalic

center of a triskelion, its eye
watchful as Hecate at the forking
road. Blood-red wake robin

and woad-blue spiderwort triple-triple
the garden with sun-yellow flag. Nimble the tongue
not tripped by the three-toed tree toad.