sean sent me the link to this paper moon photo flickr set. and he wrote:
"A paper moon as a picture prop is so random and lyrical. We don't have
anything like that anymore. We live in a very unlyrical time."
maybe so. but maybe it's just that now we have to look a little harder for it. but i found it very lyrical, him saying "we live in a very unlyrical time."
next time i have a party i think i'm going to set up a paper moon photo booth.
no matter how many times it is made hackneyed in a poem
is its chief strength.
but if you look
its white places also gleam whiter
where the moon agents have been polishing it
for ages.
this more or less circular argument
never fails to pull me in.
is the moon a place or is it a tranquil noun.
a telescope held up to the ear of the eye
or a stethoscope held up to the eye's ear.
a private eye,
detective of multiple heartbeats and foreseeable difficulties.
quintuplets at puberty:
in ripening, what is 'not yet' is by no means
pieced together as something not yet objectively present;
the fruit ripens itself and this ripening characterizes its being
as fruit.
yawning pomegranates attract the gazer.
the females, unlike grebes, are hardly drabber.
moon phase image from here
