The Fields Cut Clear Square

The fields
Cut clear square
With precision to prevent
The court:
To the moon that
Precision is troubling
But the moon
Has yet
To stay with it:
The moon did not learn
The bitter lessons from
The winter.
When feeling the rash
Of the night dews
From above her on her
Semi-Burning skin.

by Emmanuel George Cefai

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