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Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Penny Hackett Evans--"Evidence"--poem 


Just as I manage to lasso the full moon

and begin to reel it  into this poem,

it disappears behind a bank of clouds.

It wants to be loved directly,

not nailed to a page with ink.

We don’t thank the moon for its appearance,

yet it blesses us in some way regardless.

Tonight I take its shadowy light as hearsay evidence

of the whereabouts of holiness.

Penny Hackett Evans

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