Day 783: Harvest Moon Magic

 

Moon Goddess ~ Josephine Wall

I just can't let the harvest moon go by without posting this poem by Carl Sandburg in homage (yes, I posted it before here, but Sandburg never gets tired.)


Under the Harvest Moon - Carl Sandburg
 
Under the harvest moon,
When the soft silver
Drips shimmering
Over the garden nights,
Death, the gray mocker,
Comes and whispers to you
As a beautiful friend
Who remembers.
 
Under the summer roses
When the flagrant crimson
Lurks in the dusk
Of the wild red leaves,
Love, with little hands,
Comes and touches you
With a thousand memories,
And asks you
Beautiful, unanswerable questions.