Meeting

J has inspired me to re-connect with the skies, albeit slowly. My granny always referred to the phenomenon of the large moon on the horizon as the
harvest moon, but I now realize that this may be only an autumnal occurrence. Nonetheless, my muse of the moment after the glorious harvest moon sighting over the harbor of my city two nights ago.
An ancient haiku:
the Full Moonpromenading the pondthe whole night through-- BashoAnd a new haiku:
I have swallowed
the autum stars
and I’m still hungry--john stevenson
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