“Seed Moon” poem by LEWIS TURCO, U.S.A. “Spring’s Symphony” painting by LALIT JAIN, India
Link: http://www.lalitkjain.com/
(copyright Lalit Jain)
Link: http://www.lewisturco.net/
SEED MOON
In the night there was a crescent
thin as a breath
floating in the sky.
Now the sun has quickened;
it sprays the green meadows
with drops of light.
Birds pierce the trees
along the lake where grass
thrusts through the bluff.
In the houses of the village
there is the scent of savors —
the women move and the men rise.
Soon the earth will fill with voices,
the sounds of loam turning;
the sun will stretch to fill the sky,
and in the woodland the deer
will sample the air,
lift their heads to listen.
LEWIS TURCO
From: “Twelve Moons” series
