Santa Fe Poetry Broadside: Judyth Hill, Moon Last Seen

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Judyth Hill

Moon Last Seen

Great Horned owl, last light,
flying into the canopy of pines.

Perseid shower suspended somewhere over Sapello,
starshine tangled in my hair.

Then Sturgeon moon leaps through Jupiter, rounds the galactic turn,
takes the sun by a nose,
Straight on til stabled by morning, light, light and more light.

And how the scent of final tomatoes rhymes with autumn.

Whom do we thank for the 68 species of aster varieties,
in late summer crescendo?

As we turn this season like a corner,
My daughter's laughter makes jam of ripened berries.

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