On last night’s New Moon De Jackson from dVerse Poets Pub (see below for lunar link) set a delicious challenge to include something moonly in a quadrille (a poem of exactly 44 words).

I do like a quadrille!

Moon-new, I wrote and didn’t yet post.

A day later I was out at dusk looking for the first sliver of the growing Moon, 2% illuminated … but She had already set (to my view in eastern England) an hour before.

And so I came in to moon over the page, remembering Emily Dickinson, Virginia Woolf, and other strong women about whom I have been reading recently.

Moon a-slant

half-Moon lay slant
like Emily's truth -
and books by women
stacked beside my bed,
chaise-longue, settee, 
and sofa. 
	          Woe for those whoever read
more into me than I can heed. I bleed -
for England, Europe, Earth-world -
and again
wax and wane

© Kathy Labrum McVittie 14 November 2023
Quadrille #189: Poems Most Mad & Moonly