Lunar Light
Journal of Arts and Literature
Reflections, illuminations, insights, and fanciful ponderings for your delight.
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One More Time, S.L. Hamrick
Can I hold you one more time
before the day your grown.
And tell you that I love you
even though you’ve always know...
My Heart Beats
My Heart Beats
but time moves
My heart beats
the clock ticks
things change forever
and forever stay the same…
Sister Hunting, by Keith Gaboury
When the Sunday morning sun
hands out sunburns
like maternity ward newborns,
I sprint through
that neonate heat…
A Finger Skyscraper, by Keith Gaboury
I know I’m unremarkable.
I’m one of 8 billion human beings
all with a pulse
vibrating through limbed consciousness…
Your Name, by Jennifer Mills Kerr
Heavy on my tongue,
hard candy that doesn’t
melt or sweeten,
the taste of old pennies
in spring water…
Poetry & Photography by Idlore Eroldi
I let the room fill with smoke, from me and the hearth,
for its warmth and musk.
I let my heart get filled with emotion, from building memories upon memories…
Our Lunar Daughter, by Keith Gaboury
Our Lunar Daughter
our new moon daughter
descended from an orbiting perch
nine months ago…
Capricorn New Moon, Poetry by Jacqueline Lasahn
New year, new moon.
Feet on the ground.
Precious life. Precious earth.
Hands on responsibility…
In Honor of the New Moon: Poetry by Mark Coleman; Art by Sarah Burkle
If you knew you were about
To step off the cliff of the known
To slip from the safety of the familiar
Into the womb of darkness
That has no names
Would you still cross that threshold…
Poets Don’t Sleep at Night, by Taya Vasilyeva
Watch video-poem of Taya Vasilyeva reading “Poets Don’t Sleep at Night.”
Drinking wine and watching stars falling.
Another sip, another sleepless night.
They will burn out into inky blackness
just like my muted thoughts, without a fight…
You Have to Cry, by Clive Matson
Watch video-poem of Clive Matson reading “You Have to Cry.”
Don't you know you have to cry?
You have to cry.
You have to cry out all those tears…
Green Poem & Green Art by Dawn Bratton
This poem thinks green.
You know, once an aura-reader at a meditation group
told me I was green, I thought he was crazy.
now? a green moment has presented itself…
Poetic Ponderings
As Simple As by Sarah Burkle
It does often seem glamorous
Waking from groggy nightmares
Crusted eyes and dry mouth…
“The darkness in you will begin to glow, and you will see clearly... If you will light your lamp you can gaze far over the ocean and even embark on it. Sitting in your chair you can travel farther than ever...”
Art by Sarah Burkle