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When we gaze

into the moon

from separate lands

the point is focal,

burning smoky craters

in the valleys

where we meet.

Within that rounded

memory of sun

there’s no dark side.

It just waxes in the middle

as it scrolls to the west,

but wanes

in the silence

when we look away.


©  2012   Betty Hayes Albright

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