The moon looks out at the earth from the night.
Not a full faced look;
rather a peek from behind the moth-holed curtain of heaven.
Through the flannel of night shines pinholes of God's glory.
the moth-holed curtain of heaven. Through the flannel of night is fresh and true poetry Bill Grace
the moth-holed curtain of heaven, Through the flannel of night is extremely fresh and true poetry Bill Grace
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
rather a peek from behind the moth-holed curtain of heaven. Through the flannel of night shines pinholes of God's glory. what an imagination.. very fine poem short and sweet. tony