Golem Looking At the Super Moon

You swooped in to take a close-up
the first time in more than sixty years
by my count, no time at all.
Maybe you couldn’t believe
the wind whispering in your soft ear
had to see with your own two eyes
what the ruckus was all about
golden parachuted down to earth

a super moon curious to see
if she could recognize anyone
from the old neighborhood.
Slivers of cut-glass shadows everywhere.
We never belonged to this place.
And if a silver mirror could speak,
great pain until burnished.

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Lenore's collections include "Tap Dancing on the Silverado Trail" (2011) from Finishing Line Press, “Sh’ma Yis’rael” (2007) from Pudding House Publications, and "Cutting Down the Last Tree on Easter Island" (West End Press, 2012). Her writing has won recognition from Poets&Writers (finalist in California Voices contest) and as a finalist for Pablo Neruda Prize, Nimrod International Journal. The Society for Technical Communication has recognized her work regarding Technical Literacy in the schools. All material is copyrighted on this site and cannot be used without the author's permission.
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