John Garth Raubenheimer

(21/12/1947 / Johannesburg)

Muh And The Moon


In the high blue sky
a crescent widening into a grin.
I shot into the house.

'The moon's falling down.'

'Muh was gutting chickens.
She said, 'Let's go and see.'

The crescent looked ragged.
'It's a vapour-trail, ' said Muh,
'Being blown by the wind.
From a plane, look. Very high up.'

I saw the tiny dart,
it's trailled feather.
Muh wiped her hands on her apron.

I thought it was Duh
who put our feet on the world.
Now I see that it was Muh.

As the earth yaws,
as planets threaten to collide,
I remember Muh -
my mother - and the moon.

Submitted: Monday, July 19, 2010
Edited: Saturday, March 22, 2014

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Muh And The Moon by John Garth Raubenheimer )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  9. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. News Of Tragedies, Lawrence S. Pertillar
  2. Natural Life's Aura, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
  3. Soul's Keys, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
  4. Love Confessed, Sandra Feldman
  5. LONELY, Egbe Chris
  6. The Cemetery, John Dadzie
  7. People Confusion Is, Is It Poetry
  8. God has been biting his nails again, Mandolyn ...
  9. LONELY EBOLA, Egbe Chris
  10. ABROAD في الخارج, MOHAMMAD SKATI

Poem of the Day

poet Percy Bysshe Shelley

We are as clouds that veil the midnight moon;
How restlessly they speed, and gleam, and quiver,
Streaking the darkness radiantly!--yet soon
...... Read complete »

 

Modern Poem

poet Jessie Mackay

 
[Hata Bildir]