Full Snow Moon
Fat and slow, she climbs the eastern sky
like an old woman climbs stairs,
holding onto tree branches and stars
to make her way to February’s zenith.
She rises on time, a beacon fully seen.
A passing comet with a green head
tips his hat and is gone. Look. The Sea
of Tranquility is next to the Sea of Crises.
Wolves howl, but she persists.
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