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At last,

they finished the tightrope

to the moon.

 

We walked on out our

window, and after some time

our shadows upon the earth were as

long and distant as a comet’s tail.

 

We reached the moon and

strolled down her blue

unpaved boulevards,

 

and shopped in her

round empty windows,

and slept on her cool stone fields.

 

From a dewless savanna

we watched the world rise

half dark, turning like a sonnet

between sudden moonlight

and white dawn,

 

and we wondered what

new was burning.

 

 

–by Chip Corwin

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