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Recorded for Poem-a-Day, March 21, 2016.
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“Where I live—in the country, on a hill overlooking farms and, into the distance, mountains—moonlight is an event. When David Bowie died, I realized that every time the full moon appears in the sky I think of his perfect description from ‘Let’s Dance.’ To appoint a true adjective to a thing as fundamental as the moon so impeccably is to alter reality.”
—Camille Guthrie

Serious Moonlight

Serious moonlight fell brightly on the mountains tonight

Elegant moonlight fell loudly on the deer asleep in the yard

Broken moonlight fell splendidly on the swing set

Moody moonlight fell hard on the weedy pond

Pretty moonlight fell recklessly on the garden beds

Fierce moonlight fell thoughtfully on the recycling bins

Actual moonlight fell wildly on the coyotes falling on the rabbit

Personal moonlight fell purposely on my desk and books

Ancient moonlight fell perfectly on my bed sheets

Modern moonlight fell roughly scattering my thoughts awfully

Bowie died last night his exquisite alien soul has taken off

You are with another and I’m falling repeatedly

Shattered by this silently falling terrible moonlight

Copyright © 2016 by Camille Guthrie. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on March 21, 2016, by the Academy of American Poets.

Copyright © 2016 by Camille Guthrie. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on March 21, 2016, by the Academy of American Poets.

Camille Guthrie

Camille Guthrie

Camille Guthrie is the author of Articulated Lair: Poems for Louise Bourgeois (Subpress, 2010).