When the moon was full they came to the water.
some with pitchforks, some with rakes,
some with sieves and ladles,
and one with a silver cup.
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Fools they were. But, you lost me at why they didn't die after they cut out their hearts. A creative and imaginative write!
Tall trees, The moon is full and leaves of green And bushes In dark shadows i have stood.
Excellent indeed. I feel to go moon fishing. But sure no woman would spread their hair, since they are bobbed already....... Fantastic. Enjoyed much.
Enjoyed the story. A beautiful poem indeed. Thanks for posting.
beautiful poem // they fished the life cap-a-pie with their hands, fingers, sight, smells, lips....tongues....... they fished the COSMOS..............
Once again, I enjoyed reading this marvelous poem......
Lovely poem. Moon creates fascinating imaginations. One of the best is this one. Catching moon with a woman’s silken hair is most romantic.
And they fished with their lips and tongues until the water was gone and the moon had slipped away in the soft, bottomless mud., wonderful wirte
great....full of imagery, word paintings of the people fishing to catch the moon....actually to have one heart to enjoy the moon...a nature poem truly.
I love this retelling of the moon raker great piece enjoyed thanks
i wonder what mueller had in mind when she wrote this. what it makes me think of is the aching feeling to possess someone of something which always eludes us because it's not possible. oneness comes by other means- it's a gift. -glen kappy
The narration of the story poem is simply superb. Loved it.