Another Cycle of the Moon
ANOTHER CYCLE OF THE MOON
Another month, rent is due,
bills on the first,
auto loan on the fifteenth,
four Sunday dinners
and interest accrues.
The ritual of mikvah;
the Orthodox bath of family.
Welfare checks come due,
get your nails done, girl,
social security pays out on the third,
pensions and fiscal reports
are generated yet again.
One cycle of the moon,
from waxing to waning
back to waxing,
full and whole, round and bright
then
a crescent blade poised
to bleed the sky.
Ebb and flow of tides
ebb and flow of Woman
push and pull of those below,
they are not called lunatics for nothing.
The moon
pulls at us
then releases us once more,
toying with us
its cratered eyes
watching us dance to its rhythms.
Ancient marrieds drank honey wine
for a cycle of the moon
after their union night,
hence the honeymoon.
Harvest Moon, Blood Moon,
Hunter's Moon, Traveller's Moon,
each one assigned aspects
despite not caring
one way or the other.
A white hare who lives there
guides the Chinese to celebrate.
American Indians sang of Tortoise
who holds the waters in check.
Authors have written of the moons majesties -
Hale, Maugham, Roth, and London
inspired by its cold blue reflected light
And the calendar -
Ticking off our lives,
one by one,
month by month,
named for gods,
clocking our spans,
turning the Great Wheel
one step closer.
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©2013 Christopher Reilley
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"The moon
ReplyDeletepulls at us
then releases us once more,
toying with us
its cratered eyes
watching us dance to its rhythms."
A stunning poem Christopher
Much ❤love
a crescent blade poised
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Ebb and flow of tides
ebb and flow of Woman
So much moonlore here - I love your flow of thoughts and images.
Thanks for sharing this one from your vault Chris. It was wonderfully broad and atonal. Excellent my friend!
ReplyDeleteI love the way your poem begins in the everyday, mundane monthly cycle of rent, bills, meals, etc., and progresses to ‘a crescent blade poised / to bleed the sky’ which leads nicely to ‘Ebb and flow of tides / ebb and flow of Woman’, the effects of the moon ‘toying with us’ and crescendos with mythology and literature. You really went to town on this one, Chris!
ReplyDeleteThis is an amazing poem. Amazing.
ReplyDeleteI really love how you start the poem with the expectation of those welfare checks (or maybe salary as well) than going into all those moons meaning the passing of time. Great wriet
ReplyDeleteThis is so poignant. I especially resonate with; "The moon pulls at us then releases us once more, toying with us its cratered eyes watching us dance to its rhythms." 💘💘
ReplyDeleteI think you covered almost everything...from the mundane to the esoteric...touched by the moon. Fantastic write!
ReplyDelete"a crescent blade poised
ReplyDeleteto bleed the sky.
Ebb and flow of tides
ebb and flow of Woman
push and pull of those below,
they are not called lunatics for nothing."
This stanza really stood out for me, Chris.