Max Reif

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The New Moon - Poem by Max Reif

Tonight in the fragrant air
The New Moon is a cradle
Hanging from the Evening Star.

Latin music on the car radio,
Dark forest on all sides-
As Beauty, God, that's how
You drive us mad!

Around a curve,
The cradle of the New Moon
Is almost touching the ground.

If I keep driving
Maybe I can climb
Onto that swing,

And like her
Become full,
Then quietly

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  • (10/5/2005 12:40:00 AM)

    I felt as if I were right there with you Max. An excellent poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 23, 2004

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