"Imagine a circle..."

"Imagine a circle, a half circle or a moon -- here," says Jane. So I do.

The fish moon rises
Swims across a dark, silent star lake.
Splashes into dawn.


-or-

Dark but for the moon,
With all her moods, she is true--
Waning, waxing, full.

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My little fluffy orange and white girl cat wanted to write one too: (think circle)

brimming fat food bowl,
warm puddle of sun, me curled
on the couch, dreaming.

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