The moon's cat eye is wide and close
unblinking in the sharp current of
it's pneumatic repose. Don't look
too long old fool or its glow will blind you.
Near-blindness like soft-darkness shapes
the deranged forms about: roadbank,
upper pasture, barnyard, and a hatless
man trying for all the world to see.
See the wind stir atop the dewed grass
dressing its glassy fronds in cuts of moonlight.
Listen to the wild dogs of Greasy Cove
yelp at the cat-eyed moon.
