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Harvest Moon

September 18, 2019September 18, 2019 ~ Disturbed Shepherdess ~ Leave a comment

the shivering child in big black boots, the
pale pink moon
growing gold
as it anchors itself to the far
horizon, anticipating the harvest,
the foliage of autumn falling on amber fields
to be baled in the baleage
while cows chew cud along the cold hills

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