Instead of packing like I should for my move in 3 days, I'm searching for interesting things to read. I ran across this poem by Carl Sandburg and just loved it. Perhaps you'll find something in it, too. Enjoy!
"River Moons" by Carl Sandburg
THE DOUBLE moon, one on the high back drop of the west, one on the curve of the river face,
The sky moon of fire and the river moon of water, I am taking these home in a basket, hung on an elbow, such a teeny weeny elbow, in my head.
I saw them last night, a cradle moon, two horns of a moon, such an early hopeful moon, such a child’s moon for all young hearts to make a picture of.
The river—I remember this like a picture—the river was the upper twist of a written question mark.
I know now it takes many many years to write a river, a twist of water asking a question.
And white stars moved when the moon moved, and one red star kept burning, and the Big Dipper was almost overhead.
Found at: http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/carl_sandburg/poems/2757.html
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