the lilac moon of the earth's backyard
which gives silence to the whole house
falls down
out of the sky
over the fence
poor planet
now reduced
to disuse
who looks so big
and alive
I am talking to you
The shades
on the windows
of the Centers'
place
half down
like nobody else's
lets the glass lower halves
make quiet mouths at you
lilac moon
old backyard bloom
Source: Selected Poems
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what is the citation information for this poem? Is it part of Maximus or is it located in the collected ?
ReplyDeleteThis one isn't from Maximus -- it's a freestanding poem from the Creeley selection.
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