Moon-moment

Moon-moment — stay
slow seconds to hours
let hours be years,
turn never into forever,
let your silver expand
let it spill, stretch your fingers
‘cross waves. over water

Moon-moment — wait
with me gently blanket tomorrow,
brighten my sorrows
with silver
of daylight just borrowed.

Moonlight by Edvard Munch

Quadrille with Merril at dVerse, the word is blanket, and you have to use that word in a poem having exactly 44 words.

October 5, 2020

39 responses to “Moon-moment

  1. This is darkly passionate, Bjorn! I love the idea of “borrowed daylight,” its silver brightening sorrows. 💝 We need such moments!

  2. Ooh, a moon poem! I remember that image by Edvard Munch from a prompt some years ago, but I can’t remember if it was a dVerse prompt. I like the repetition of ‘moon-moment’ and the variation on ‘stay’ to ‘wait’ to convey the ephemeral quality of such a moment, and the spilling silver that becomes:
    ‘…gently blanket tomorrow,
    brighten my sorrows
    with silver
    of daylight just borrowed’.

  3. Evocative piece Björn, Like how the tone shifts from ponderous in the first – ‘stay slow seconds…’ to a more gentle register in the second stanza – ‘gently blanket tomorrow…’ And what a striking image – that Munch was some painter.

  4. “turn never into forever” oh how I love that. A night sky without moonlight is so lonely. The picture is evocative. There is a whole dark dream-like realm within it. The woman’s image is spectral, as if she’s traveling out-of-body.

  5. Oh, this is so beautiful and visceral. ❤

    I love these lines:

    "turn never into forever,
    let your silver expand
    let it spill, stretch your fingers
    ‘cross waves. over water…"

    Amazing writing, as usual!

  6. A silver moment to “gently blanket tomorrow” is such a wonderful image of sorrows comforted: beautiful, Bjorn! Who would not yearn for this?

  7. kaykuala
    with silver
    of daylight just borrowed.

    Great close, Bjorn! Describes exactly what the moon is, a borrower of reflection not one of its own. The Sun is supreme.

    Hank

  8. You’ve managed to do a lot with the 44 words, Bjorn: you’ve captured that moment with such poetic language. I always find it hard with just 44 words. I found the picture terrifying because it reminds me of the movie version of Susan Hill’s ‘The Woman in Black.’

  9. Your word created a comforting blanket.
    I especially like the ending lines,
    “brighten my sorrows
    with silver
    of daylight just borrowed.”
    Thank you.

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