poetry by j matthew waters

children of the moon

at what age does a child realize
the moon can take only one shape
            that of a flattened ball
and all other perceived aspects
       whether real or imaginary
         are mere manipulations of light
and angles      also known as
            geometric trickery

a child unloosens his hand
from his mother’s and points up
            at the sky
       declaring there do you see
in broad daylight
            he dares to show himself
       the same but altogether different
from the moon of the night

how can such an ancient body
continually become new
            living and dying every
thirty-some days while the rest
       of us grow old
          making every child believe
its ageless      grey skin
       miraculously remains white

december two thousand nineteen
copyright j matthew waters
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