tonight the moon is round golden entire

tonight the moon is round golden entire.    It
is satisfied and fragile,it does not
ask questions

such as “do you earn your living?    And if
not why not” or “how,under the circumstances,will
you support yourself?”     The moon is
round,not interested in
conduct
yellow
and complete.    Before proceeding
anywhere she takes care to surround her keen and
punctual circumference with an opaque
nimbus of perfectly safe colour,having
done which the moon
strides patiently along the wide quiet sky

like an intense disinterested virgin.

Who(finding herself with child)is peculiarly
careful not to lose the luminous smile which
has broken more than a handful of hearts,sent
a good many bright eyes into the dirt
hurried several big words into worms:

O poor moon
you will have a morning,
but you will be eventually slender
and noone will know unless perhaps the blind
force who laughs behind the sky.

the profound clown,Spring