Snow Moon

             by Mimi Ferraro


It happens suddenly    I’m cleaning the room    grandfather clock slumbers face broken 
gapped tooth neon sign spirals broken message   Christmas decorations 
riot 

Time flickers spots like a snow moon       

whisper voices cantata   skylight opens  room perfumes redolent rose lilac   letters 
dust   damask to the touch    music box pearls   & I  arc   setting sun spun gold   halo 
flame  aureole  speck cerise fuchsia   crash party stars    spider thread dimensions  
chime solar winds   shimmer as meridians whine    grandfather clock   no longer weary 
with time   swings pendulous head    hour hand spins crazily   backward   behind 
iris/eyelid  eye   I am light  so light   as if I never left  dropped rag at my feet  outside   
daylight burns away   dusk returning