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Molly Fisk: Full Flower Moon Lunar Eclipse
It was me, stepping out the front door every six or eight minutes to look up into a cloudy sky that darkened and opened. Is that a star or reflected streetlight? Where is east? Where does the moon rise at this time of year, anyway? And why do I stay indoors when it isn't raining — my eyes are beginning to fail me, I should look harder at everything now, to remember it. I have lost my way since the virus arrived to contain us. I have lost my way. Traveller, said Machado in Spanish, there is no path, the path is made by walking. Yet I do not walk. Whatever force holds me still from childhood holds me tightly. Saved me, although now I suffer that salvation and what a long time ago it was, too. Think of the trees now casting shade that I have planted. Think of the miles I've swum.
Copyright 2022 Molly Fisk.
Molly Fisk is a poet, prose writer and radio commentator who lives in Northern California.
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I, too, love these lines:
“I should look harder at everything now,
to remember it.”
As I age, those thoughts run through my mind more often.
Look harder, longer, To hang onto it.
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Thanks, Anita. Those lines struck me as well…
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I, too, love these line:
“I should look harder at everything now,
to remember it.”
As I age, those thoughts run through my mind more often. Look harder, longer, To hang onto it.
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I love this. I sit here post stroke, waiting for biopsy and mourn two years of isolation before I could clearly see my body decomposing
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What a most original and seamlessly surprising poem, Molly. Such tonal clarity! To do as you do — “I should look harder at everything now,//to remember it.” — I will go read the poem again right now!
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Another poem I’m grateful to have read on Vox Populi!
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Thanks, Sean!
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