Stephen Edgar Poems
|3.||Diversions Of A Painter||6/1/2012|
|7.||Incident At Grantley Manor||6/1/2012|
|8.||Man On The Moon||6/1/2012|
|9.||Oswald Spengler Watches the Sunset||10/31/2015|
|14.||The Sail And The Gannet||6/1/2012|
|15.||The Secret Life Of Books||6/1/2012|
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Man On The Moon
Hardly a feature in the evening sky
As yet—near the horizon the cold glow
Of rose and mauve which, as you look on high,
Deepens to Giotto's dream of indigo.
Hardly a star as yet. And then that frail
Sliver of moon like a thin peel of soap
Gouged by a nail, or the paring of a nail:
Slender enough repository of hope.
There was no lack of hope when thirty-five
Full years ago they sent up the Apollo—
Two thirds of all the years I've been alive.
They let us out of school, so we could follow
The broadcast of that memorable scene,
Crouching in Mr ...