Have you looked up
at the stars lately?
Have you watched the Moon bow
or gulp light from her holy grail?
Have you howled at her?
The sky mother. Oozing
through the gate, a vaporous,
sweet olive black night
in the distance, a coyote yelping
Have you looked up
at the stars lately?
Have you watched the Moon bow
or gulp light from her holy grail?
Have you howled at her?
The sky mother. Oozing
through the gate, a vaporous,
sweet olive black night
in the distance, a coyote yelping