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The Moon in the Well
The Moon's reflection
fits in a brick well,
taking me back to the
original question.
I dream that I'm the first mortal.
I walk barefoot
gazing at galaxies.
The solitude of primitive earth
numbs me with unbearable cold.
The breath of our Creator
blows the tides of the oceans
and I feel the first awe.
Creation unfurls into a mathematical universe.
Space generates stars,
the Moon is a platinum oval.
In the luminescent waters
I descry the Original Cypher.
I'm no longer afraid.
I am the Cypher, the Moon and the Stars.
In our patio's well,
the question and the mystery.
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Río Negro, Argentine Patagonia
Favorite Poets
Sylvia Plath, T.S. Elliot. Shakespeare, Gongora, Beckett, etc. Many others, such as Cervantes. I have to thank my mother because she read poetry to me from the cradle, so first I learned by memory and soon understood the words. Grammar comes naturally at about 5 years old, without any formal teaching.
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Geezer
Mon, 2020-05-25 16:21
I was intrigued...
by the image of the moon in a well. It colored the whole of the poem for me. I imagined the first sentient being looking at the reflection of the moon in a pool of water and the wonderment of it; beginning the story of human kind and where they came from. ~ Geezer.
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Gracy
Mon, 2020-05-25 17:56
Thank you, Jerry, for coming
Thank you, Jerry, for coming over to comment. I wrote it long ago, perhaps while still at university, because we studied cosmology. I went to uni when I was in my forties, so that would not be THAT long ago!
I remembered the old brick well on an estancia that my father administered. The well was in the middle of a pink tiled patio and one could really see the moon inside it.
The rest is imagination.
Regards to you and Lynda, keep safe.
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"My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies; fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die, I can fly, my friends.” – Freddie Mercury
author commentGracy
Mon, 2020-05-25 17:59
Thank you, Gee, for
Thank you, Gee, for commenting. It's a bit of a stretch of the imagination, but there 'tis. Perhaps I could fit the pool of water into the poem, you've given me a good idea. Will think about it, thanks so much.
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"My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies; fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die, I can fly, my friends.” – Freddie Mercury
author commentc lynn brooks
Mon, 2020-05-25 19:53
Gracy
wow you just blew me away I love the anaolgy
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Gracy
Mon, 2020-05-25 22:05
Thank you, lynn. Did I really
Thank you, lynn. Did I really blow you away? Nice of you to say so, sending good vibes from Argentina, keep safe.
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"My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies; fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die, I can fly, my friends.” – Freddie Mercury
author commentLavender
Tue, 2020-05-26 12:10
The Moon
Hi, Gracy,
How magical - " I descry the Original Cypher." For me this line escalated the entire spiritual experience!
Thank you,
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Gracy
Tue, 2020-05-26 15:41
Thank you, Lavender. I don't
Thank you, Lavender. I don't remember how that occurred to me. 'Twas long ago, this poem. Yes, it's spiritual and I'm glad it reached you.
All the best. xxx
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"My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies; fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die, I can fly, my friends.” – Freddie Mercury
author commentGracy
Tue, 2020-05-26 19:00
Hello Teddy, thanks so much
Hello Teddy, thanks so much for reading and commenting. I remember the moon shining in a well that was in the patio of an old ranch house.
From that memory, somehow this poem was born.
All the best to you and your family.
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"My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies; fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die, I can fly, my friends.” – Freddie Mercury
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