names of the moon


names of the moon

sucked pebble:
tongued smooth
by ancient salt night /
starflecks in a
quantum field /
sour white
beached as blue-black
sucks out //

old coin:
dun metal
edged like a
flint scrap /
spent / effaced /
old currency /
the ghost profile
watching the filings drift //

bleached horns:
hook hanging
depending nothing
but planetwrack
the dead hair of comets
defined by light //

broken button:
tugged & twined
frayed against
the cape the cowl
the collar /
shrugged high
against the iceheart
marrowbone dark //

flat cataract:
milk or smoke
or silica
obscuring the macula /
watching now only
what she remembers
of red shift / of
spectral drift //

abalone pearl:
effaced by
a drugged horizon
now pink & sable
deep elliptical
frozen albumen //

you & i once in a way
wolf moon /
moon of ice /
worm moon /
frog moon /
hare moon /
green corn moon /
thunder moon /
sturgeon moon /
singing moon /
blackberry moon /
tree moon /
longnight moon

world eyes in the night:
tsuki /
menes /
chand /
spogmay /
he’ni /
loar /
thoth /
tsukuyomi-no-mito /
igaluk /
abaanqui /

About Dick Jones

I'm a post-retirement Drama teacher, currently working part-time. I have a grown-up son and daughter, three grandchildren and three young children from my second marriage. I write - principally poetry but prose too, both fitfully published. My poetry collection Ancient Lights is published by Phoenicia Publishing ( and my translation of Blaise Cendrars' 'Trans-Siberian Prosody and Little Jeanne from France' (illustrated by my friend, the artist, writer and long-time blogger Natalie d'Arbeloff) is published by Old Stile Press ( I play bass guitar & bouzouki in the song-based acoustic/electric trio Moorby Jones, playing entirely original material. spotify:artist:07MDD5MK9MnRGSEZwbsas9 I have a dormant blog with posts going back to 2004 at Dick Jones' Patteran Pages - - and I'm a radio ham. My callsign is G0EUV
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1 Response to names of the moon

  1. sackerson says:

    Been back to read this for the third time. I like it when poems play with words boldly, like this.
    As for musical links, thoughts of the moon usually lead me to this…

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