The moon gets so many poems addressed to her -- I'm sure she delights in your ghazal!
And chapter 1 is intriguing, to say the least. So happy that you're finding a way to give form to this story that's been stirring inside you for so long.
and the moon is inspiring and does create in many of us a certain lunatic mood. My very first poem in 1982 was about the moon. It was called "The Lunatic". The first line was,
Wonderful! It really does seem to release something on the mind and heart... Standing out on the hillside just staring up at the incredible space and (this bring the desert) the light.
The moon gets so many poems addressed to her -- I'm sure she delights in your ghazal!
And chapter 1 is intriguing, to say the least. So happy that you're finding a way to give form to this story that's been stirring inside you for so long.
Ditto on all that.
Thank you, Wes! :)
Here I am replying so very late again... aargh! I think the moon is wonderful for poetry because she takes so many forms and moods :)
and the moon is inspiring and does create in many of us a certain lunatic mood. My very first poem in 1982 was about the moon. It was called "The Lunatic". The first line was,
"Why only moonful nights,
the immortal stirring of poetry
of illimitable thought?"
Wonderful! It really does seem to release something on the mind and heart... Standing out on the hillside just staring up at the incredible space and (this bring the desert) the light.