By Diana Athill
From her memoir: Alive, Alive Oh!: And Other Things That Matter
What is.
A full moon in a clear sky, waking me
to a far-away time, a far-away space
existing above or under the familiar-
or interwoven with it: a place
of dust-grey deserts, mountains of eroded rock,
turned by being so far away into
a silver disc
floating there to mock
stories of gods, myths of origin, hell’s
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