the same moon
that shone in the New
Mexico sky, shimmering
into silvery existence
in a tray of Ansel Adams’ developer
the same moon that illuminated
the apples of Eden,
the same moon that shines upon my
lover in Bolinas
that inspired poet-monks
to drink and write
the same moon that rose for the goddesses and heroes
climbs the sky
above the bay
outside my door.
–Drew Dellinger
July 13, 2011
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