Amber and Copper

the old moon at night, butterflies by day

I watched the old moon rising swiftly above the mountains. The bright crescent and the pale, dark, shadowed side were both clearly visible.

Moonrise

The crescent moon is like a cup.
At first the amber tip was there
Just where the mountains touch the air,
And then the whole moon leaping up
With curve of light and curve of shade,
With horns of gold and disc of …