A Michener Moon

Why . . . I wonder . . .

Why — tonight — when I see the moon . . .

Full . . . glowing dimly through the cloud scrim —

Fraggled by pine limbs —

Just as I have seen it a hundred other nights —

Why — just for an instant — do I feel

Connected to every other woman

Who has lived and walked on Earth,

Who has surely gazed (as do I) at this one and only moon?

Fleeting familiarity with . . .

Eve . . . Sarah . . . Ruth . . .

And Georgia and Tommie,

All of these who have stared at the very same moon,

Seeing what I see.

But why tonight?

A new life is taking shape.

Soon I, too, will be a grandmother.


About Jan Hamlett

Exploring faith outside the safety of Sunday
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3 Responses to A Michener Moon

  1. Lisa says:

    Congratulations! I’ve always liked that quote that says something like “When a child is born so is a grandmother”. 🙂

  2. Jan Hamlett says:

    Thanks, Lisa. I like that quote too. I appreciate your reading and commenting. Happy March!

  3. JAN says:

    Can’t wait for you to join the “Grand Club”! What a lucky little baby he or she will be!

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