The Moon on Cataracts
At 5 AM this morning the moon was
a bowl of shimmering butterscotch
pudding jiggling around an indigo sky–
I saw three of them.
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At 5 AM this morning the moon was
a bowl of shimmering butterscotch
pudding jiggling around an indigo sky–
I saw three of them.
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It’s amazing how five little words can reframe a poem. Beyond that, I adore your description of the moon as jiggly butterscotch pudding! I’ve never heard it described that way before, so I appreciate your originality!
Absolutely love this!
At first read the humor is the lead- but on re- read it’s more poignant. Captures a time of life and a time of day that are hinged together.
Fantastic.