The Lunar Spread Poem by Nuala Ní Chonchúir
The Lunar Spread
Rating: ★4.3
On Half Moon Street
we eat Tunisian orange cake,
under a painting of a melon
that spills seeds like love.
Over Notre Dame
the moon is a plate,
tossed by a Greek waiter
from rue Hachette.
Clear of Galway's rooftops
the full moon
- bald as a skull -
crowns the night.
When she is van Gogh yellow
and mooning above,
we close the shutters
to safely sleep.
Wednesday, October 12, 2016
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4/27/2024 2:35:13 PM # 1.0.0.1119
WOW! Marvellous poem. That poem made me one of men who is in the poem.