Santa Fe Poetry Broadside: Judyth Hill, Poem With No Moon

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Judyth Hill

Poem With No Moon

February emptied me.
I gave and got, gave and got.

Tourmaline, amber and amethyst
turned to ash and a clear plate.

I can tell the whole story now.
In the down dark, seeds wait.

Rare lettuces and the moon flower:
planted every season for three summers.

And none have bloomed,
Never the white, scented blossom,

Promised on the seed packet,
Gleaming in the dusky garden.

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