Saturday, May 15, 2021

Suzerainty over Zavolestan, as Far as the Sea of Sind

The moon is very likely to continue
To do what it does, insentient rock,
No matter what you choose to do.

When it wanes, think of the Shanameh.
And there it is, daybreak. That hour before
Dawn, a glow in the East, moon still on

The lawn. Every boundary is your own,
Or ours as you invented us, like lids
To keep the dancing daylight in. Stay in.

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