Simon Bisson (sbisson) wrote,
Simon Bisson
sbisson

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'Moon!' you cry suddenly, 'Moon! Moon!'

Poems and photographs go together.

Full Moon and Little Frieda

A cool small evening shrunk to a dog bark and the clank of a bucket --

And you listening.
A spider's web, tense for the dew's touch.
A pail lifted, still and brimming -- mirror
To tempt a first star to a tremor.

Cows are going home in the lane there, looping the hedges with their warm
wreaths of breath --
A dark river of blood, many boulders,
Balancing unspilled milk.

'Moon!' you cry suddenly, 'Moon! Moon!'

The moon has stepped back like an artist gazing amazed at a work
That points at him amazed.

-- Ted Hughes


And a giant moon hangs over Putney, as a shadow trips lightly down the sodium vapour streets.

Streets and Moons



The moon, the streets, and Metroland...

Streets and Moons

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