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Bright Moon in Mid-Sky : Night in the Lecture
Theatre
A melon slice of moon has climbed
to float above those bush-wrapped hills
that blacken now with sudden-falling night.
Some unvoiced feeling in me craves
the light, the warmth within
a college building and its glow.
Human, we read and chat and sleepˇX
then, rapt, push scraps of scenes from life
to drift on the secret river of a dreamˇX
beneath that self-effacing wanderer, our moon.
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