Today's poem is by Tom Holmes
While Refuged at Sophie's Cottage as Bombs Fall on London, Nina Hamnett Pens a Postcard to Wyndham Lewis
Sophie collects new moons
just before dawn
"When they're most ripe,"
as she will explain
then stacks them in her cellar
like fine porcelain plates.When a full moon arrives
in an afternoon,
she'll face the other way.
With a mirror for aim,
she'll fling a new moon
over her shoulder hoping
to slice the full one
from an unsculpted sky.
Copyright © 2009 Tom Holmes All rights reserved
from Henri, Sophie, & The Hieratic Head of Ezra Pound: Poems Blasted from the Vortex
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