this is a moment on
the cusp of several
earthly and celestial
transitions: twilight and the days
between September and October
summer and winter
even the moon caught
between quarters
it’s the heat season
the antler time
elk horns raking the bush
in the semi-dark
the loud clicks and rattles
spreading out across the hills
fooling the ear
and the timid heart
with the sharp nearness of
their challenge
and above, the bright horns
of the crescent moon
stand out brilliantly against
the faded topaz remnant
of the day
hard by, Mars
presses its red visage closer and
the battle begins
Poem by Deborah Godin
Photo, Wikimedia Comons
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