Moon Dance
Imagine a body with a black sweep,a pale glow envelops the valley,
a luminescent oval cast a shadow,
the lunar spring laziness plays in the sky.
Whether in the South, the West,
whether in the East,
one big white circle
the foggy blaze in the soffits,
on the last day of spring, it all happened.
A cosmic body mocks me
look at the comet that flew into the distance.
Confused thoughts,
the time of waiting has passed,
railway freight car drives along the front roads.
Author: Vyacheslav Konoval
Photo: Ganapathy Kumar on Unsplash
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