Into an empty night time sky
a honking wedge of Geese
become a flapping silhouette
crossing the face of the Moon
whose dark side has always kept itself
to itself
whose cratered sad expression has always
seemed to be
trying to say something
very much in the same way
that tears without reason in the eyes
of a child would do
Tue 18th Mar 2025 16:03
Dear Tom,
The way you portray the Moon, silent and distant, makes me think about how we all carry unspoken emotions, like the hidden side of the Moon that we can never fully see. There’s something about that "cratered sad expression" that feels like a deep, quiet sorrow or unexpressed feeling, much like a child’s tears that don’t need to have a reason to be there. You invite us to think about the parts of ourselves—our emotions and experiences—that stay hidden or are hard to understand. It’s as if you’re asking us to acknowledge that, sometimes, there’s more beneath the surface than we can put into words, and that silence often speaks louder than any explanation.
Regards,
Rolph
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TOM MERTON
Wed 19th Mar 2025 09:34
To see how thoughtful and patient your observations are, of this poem Rolph, I cannot thank you enough.
and thank you K.Lynn and Hélène for your likings.
Best of regards
Tom