The moment dew gathered on hills,
Moon glittered with borrowed shine,
Pouring silver on penurious roofs-
Deceiving owls and bats over moths and fruits.
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Strong poetry in highly dramatic setting.Loved every bit of this poem starting with the moon's deception and finishing with the finest lines I'v seen yet on the connection between death and new life and the deep current of love that flows on no matter what.The emotion and grief of the woman is fully expressed as well as the sacredness of fatherhood.10.
I am so touched! ........