Structure & Surprise

At last,

they finished the tightrope

to the moon.

We walked on out our

window, and after some time

our shadows upon the earth were as

long and distant as a comet’s tail.

We reached the moon and

strolled down her blue

unpaved boulevards,

and shopped in her

round empty windows,

and slept on her cool stone fields.

From a dewless savanna

we watched the world rise

half dark, turning like a sonnet

between sudden moonlight

and white dawn,

and we wondered what

new was burning.

–by Chip Corwin