Lots of family obligations lately, which means not much writing time. But even when life is busy, there is time to go out and gaze at the moon -- especially when it's a "super moon." How beautiful was that last one? Answer: VERY BEAUTIFUL.
In honor of my seasonal moon madness, I offer up this poem by Carl Sandburg. It doesn't have the formal inventiveness I usually like -- but I love the boy with the accordion, I love the old man and the cherry trees, and most of all I love the fact that it is, at heart, all summer and all moon.
Happy Poetry Friday! Only a few more weeks of summer left - make the most of them.