Monday, 26 July 2021

Jellyfish Moon

As if lassoed 
by the moon's white thrall,
the moon jellies 
glow on the beach

in the summer dusk.
Glittering in death,
jewels of the sea,

little moons fallen
out of orbit.
Their otherness 
passing for ordinary,

their stranding 
an oblique metaphor,
summer footnote, 
on a sun-baked evening.
Nonchalant moon
frames a barren beach,
tide turning away
from their purple hearts

a bruise or star,
of brave journeys
taken, known only
by the ocean's depths.