Day 867: White Moon

There's a gorgeous big white moon rising early these evenings. Have you seen it? It's December's Cold Moon, almost snow white in colour and striking against a pink winter sky. Carl Sandburg is the perfect moon muser to describe it.




White Moon - Carl Sandburg


White moon comes in on a baby face.
The shafts across her bed are flimmering.

Out on the land White Moon shines,
Shines and glimmers against gnarled shadows,
All silver to slow twisted shadows
Falling across the long road that runs from the house.

Keep a little of your beauty
And some of your flimmering silver
For her by the window to-night
Where you come in, White Moon.