Friday Night Lights Project: Week #35

Spring is now here to warm our wintered hearts… but last night, it was the light of the Blue Moon that was there to guide us through the last Friday night of Winter. And of course, Ashley, Cindy and I were there to bathe in the glow. Here’s how it radiated…

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Isthmus?
Neck to neck, we connect

Water?
A valuable distancing technique;
Also, I like your dreams

What about the dress from Monday night, now slightly stained?
Be a saint in any form

Putting it another way:

Song? Machine? Animal?
I can only say yes to you

AM

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CK

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If the Jacaranda in the neighbour’s yard
bruises the sky, its branches grown so long
they lisp the slant of your roof, then
birds, a backyard of them: blue-faced honeyeater
bibbed grey, with one white stripe around the nape;
a sacred ibis’ downcurved bill and awkward flight;
one figbird with red eyes and a black crown.

My job today, in place of purpose: watch
for you at the front window, whether or not
you are due to arrive. Name you Rainbow
Lorikeet, for the way you feather the sky
your bright body made for air, made for flying;
for the fact that you will reach crescendo
by nightfall, slip away to your dark place
then, as if by miracle or fate, return to feed
my hunger with your breath-red calls.

GN