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First Line: My son lies a monochrome of the moon
Last Line: Leaving no mark on this side of space.
Subject(s): Children; Moon; Childhood


My son lies a monochrome of the moon -
the moon that throws the window on the floor
marking a pale path of stepping-stones.

I walk through her window to his bedside.
She has crawled into even
the small curl of his hands, coating him,
as mercury does gold, with her light.

And though we spin under her light;
a small blue gall smudged with continents,
wearing a ragged shawl of cloud,

the moon is printed with our fate -
apron stringed to us now by more
than the fishhook drag of tides.

She slips over the small corner of my clay.
Her cool alloy clings to his cheek
as I walk through her window
leaving no mark on this side of space.





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