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The Last Full Moon of the Season
The Last Full Moon of the Season
David J Walker
Day of past days
Once in the way of
This today
Hours of past hours
Cataloged and
Overlapped with
Horrors of mirrors
And old age
In ivory towers
A presence within a
Long lost past
Preserved
presented
In scrapbooks framed
In ash
A silvery silk web
stretched tight
Across the Savoy night
I await you
On a moonlit flight
Home lies within
The hidden meaning
And the rising
Of the last full moon of the season
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