Companion poem to “View from a Hammock.” Yes the same hammock visiting friends in Florida. This was the night before the full moon. I just had to capture it through the palm fronds. Some say the state bird of Wisconsin is the mosquito, so it was fitting they showed up in this poem away from home.
Moon from a Hammock
Rockabye moon
Pinkening sky
Your light turns up
as the crickets turn on.
I rock on a sling
between two palms
summer in March
while back home lies the snow
So foreign
So strange
except for the mosquitos.
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