The full moon glowed pale,
Faded in grey shreds of fog,
Then drowned in the wet hush.
My household has days and nights mixed up. Due mostly to getting old I think. Can’t sleep so I am often up way way before dawn and will walk way before dawn. Very beautiful on moonlit nights.
I was looking at the moon last night as I drove home and it was wreathed in a misty veil. I juggled with words to describe her. I am glad I didn’t because you have just done so better than I could.
Thank you. I noticed that you use the feminine gender to refer to the moon. Merci
Could she be anything else. Beautiful, luminous, distant, sometimes evasive, sometimes lost in her own thoughts, sometimes a friend with whom to share a long night.
Culturally I could not think of her in any other way.. The hearer of wishes and whispers… Yes, I suppose, purely feminine.
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