Poetry

Where the Moon Stood Too Close to the Edge – Cher Bibler

Look at the place where the moon
used to be; there’s a hole burned
in the sky, the slick fabric
opaque and colorless there, the
dusty clouds hurrying to cover the
spot. The sun tries to rise through
a crack in the shell;
rose and magenta come spilling past us.
Worn fingers rush to mend the
tear before she sees it,
where the moon stood too close
to the edge.

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5 thoughts on “Where the Moon Stood Too Close to the Edge – Cher Bibler

  1. I’m not going to go into the English prof mode and explicate. The poem stands on its own and works for me. Innovative view of the world we live in and isn’t that what art is about? Giving us new ways to see. Nice job, Cher.

  2. No english prof explication needed here. The poem stands on its own and works for me with an innovative gaze at the moon and sky. Isn’t that what good art does? Gives us a new way to see nature, ourselves and the world around us. Good work, Cher.

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