The moon keeps showing up
Like a scholar of ancient music.
A theme uniting Renaissance and Baroque
Is more ubiquitous than we think, she thinks.
The moon shows up often
When obscure poets are discussed: Mandelbaum or Oppen.
A window is considered smart when it displays the moon.
The sun exists in cracks and holes, like Bach.
You notice things daily and keep meaning
To make those things a film.
The moon keeps showing up
To remind us: I’m not good, My crush doesn’t like me,
The crowded room doesn’t know me, I don’t know math.
The sun has a chance to be like the moon,
To have that bold, strange fame, deep and obscure,
Like a poem still trying to catch up to its theme.
On a sunny day you can still be sad.
Creativity? Only pragmatic tenacity will do.
Here’s the moon. The rest of you can go screw.