MARCH MOON Ilka Scobie March Moon March’s Sleepy Full Moon Makes you nap away through this slow Saturday afternoon It’s Sap Moon, it’s Wind Moon City trees slowly unfurl Cement bound, still awakening It’s Worm Moon But worms require earth, A rarity on this island Now it is Crow Moon Do not expect obsidian flocks Pigeons prevail as an Eurasian eagle owl escapes Central Park Zoo It’s Lenten Moon It’s Adar Moon A time of repentanceWhat will you abstain from? Tags Chapter 1 ilka scobie Nº 1 poetry You know who you are THE COMET Previous Article THIS, MY PORCELAIN LIFE Next Article