Art Walk Moon? It's warm enough
To rule out Frost, Hunger, Wolf,
Eerie enough to rule out
Weddings and Buffalo Gals.
Let's say it's the Sidewalk Moon
Old enough for the fiddler,
Long-bearded and homeless,
Who plays a reel on the corner,
Young enough for the toddler
In her plastic pushcart car
To give the fiddler a wave.
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