for Marissa
This month
I’ve learned
To pay better heed
To influences deeply felt
But unseen
Like Venus
Hanging astride the
Luminous crescent moon
That I pointed out last night
As we were driving home
And you
Unable to take your
Eyes from the road
Said that too
Could be part
Of a wonderful poem
And now
Our souls waxing
And gibbous
We must get ready
For a most extraordinary
New moon
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