Hunter and Flower
11/1/2009 AJW


It’s sometimes said that the full moon
stays up all night
and sleeps all day
like a werewolf.

The full moon of November nights
will do just that
rise at sunset
set at sunrise

climbing to its highest sky point.
At near midnight
the frosted screen
of light will shine

through the burnt leaves left hanging still.
The Hunter will
take out his bow
after crops die.

Down in the southern hemisphere
the Flower Moon
coaxes roses
into plumpness.

The November full moon rises
just like May’s sun
its lunacy
wreaking havoc

on the sleeping patterns of all
who believe in
foolish myths that
moons rule our lives.