MOON Poem by Vasant Abaji Dahake

MOON



Like a wild bull the moon
charges headlong
through green unearthly thickets.
Sharp-teeth-torn, the water
shivers all night.

All night
a broadsword strokes,
from base to nape, the spine.

Friday, February 23, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: green,night
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Vasant Abaji Dahake

Vasant Abaji Dahake

Amaravati, Maharashtra / India
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