A second post involving the moon, in the space of a few days. We are experiencing unusually dry sunny weather up here and the moon is hanging around most evenings, so I’m taking the opportunity to re-purpose an older poem and to use the word “re-purpose” which I’m hearing a lot lately; yes, yet another verbed noun, meaning I guess: “to assign a different purpose to an existing object, thing”. The odd thing is I have never heard anyone use  the verb “to purpose”, which would mean “to assign a purpose to an object, thing”, perhaps because every thing  has an already assigned purpose. Now there’s a rabbit hole…

Bathos

The moon hung

like a cheddar searchlight

in the glycol sky

and we hung

out on the deck.