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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LUNAR COMPULSION, by LORI PETRI
First Line: No charm of roof or doors
Last Line: In that soft, shrouding luster.
First Line: No charm of roof or doors
Last Line: In that soft, shrouding luster.
No charm of roof or doors,
With a full moon ascending,
Can null the silvery chores
That beckon for my tending.
I must be out, when land
Floats in an opal shimmer,
Touched by some tenuous hand,
Like an enchanted swimmer.
A strange, bewitched fool,
Through luminous milk I wander,
Turned on a mystic spool
Hither and round and yonder.
But what the tasks may be,
Or where their numbers cluster,
I cannot seem to see
In that soft, shrouding luster.
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