Tuesday, November 20, 2007


Lying on my back on the floor I look up through the tangle of trees to the last slice of the luminous full moon. All that crowded my mind to the brim this especially busy day vanished. And then the strange radiating burnished orange ball, so far away and yet so close in all its strangeness.

lunar eclipse
all of the stars
so much brighter

by Bruce Ross
Bangor, Maine
previously published in summer drizzles … haiku and haibun, 2005

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