Broome | Western Australia
Staircase to the Moon
A linked shape poem
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Evening
we gather, milling
a diasporic throng, buzzing
electric, eclectic cacophony, fading
light enveloped in darkness, ascending
a crescent glow on the horizon, inspiring
hush, stillness palpable and thick, rendering
time transcendent, irrelevant, mute, enabling
homage to the Moon Goddess, Selene, revering
her magnificent golden orb, luminous, exuding
mythical wonder, molten eminence, embracing
awe, affirmation, solace, deliverance, revealing
her radiant staircase, time-trodden, traversing
rich seabeds of tempered chocolate, enticing
intrepid faithful to dream, aspire, absolving
uncertainty, wayward missteps, inhaling
hope, the sanctity of life, yielding
to destiny’s purpose, knowing
we disperse, returning
to being