Lost

Dark clouds surround a crescent moon.
[Image description: Dark blue clouds surround an opening through which a lighter-shade of sky is visible. In the center of the opening, framed by the dark clouds, is the thin, crescent moon.]

Late evening walk while
clouds hide-and-seek moon,

months passed walking or gardening or thinking
while wondering if poetry is lost to me,

if now I’m whatever is the opposite of a poet
because now I can’t write the words.

But the moon and my footsteps
know it’s not that I can’t—

they’re not ready.

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