Poem Moons

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.

(Carl Sandburg)

Poem Moon - Carl Sanburg

8" x 8" x 5 1/2"

Poem Moon - Basho
8" x 2" x 2"

All my friends
viewing the moon –
an ugly bunch

Clouds appear
and bring to men a chance to rest
from looking at the moon.


crossing the river
taking a leak…
summer moon

 Left behind
 by the thief
 the moon in the window.

3" x 2 1/2" x 2 3/4"    collection of karla and James Zelewski

7" x 8" x 5 1/8"
luminous tendril of celestial wish

(whying diminutive bright deathlessness
to these my not themselves believing eyes
adventuring, enormous nowhere from)

querying affirmation; virginal

immediacy of precision:more
and perfectly more most ethereal
silence through twilight's mystery made flesh-

dreamslender exquisite white firstful flame

-new moon!as(by the miracle of your
sweet innocence refuted)clumsy some
dull cowardice called a world vanishes,

teach disappearing also me the keen
illimitable secret of begin


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Menarche Moon
Mirrored Moon
Moon Box
Moon Rock
Poem Moons
Private Moon
Red River Moon
Self Portrait with Moon and Angel
Tattered Moon
Vivian's Moon
Winged Moon