STEVE-OKEEFE

Expanding and Contracting Expanding and contracting Always curved except In that one moment On either side of full And empty Sickle, cheese ball, Jumping silver fish Boiling my blood in the waxing gibbous Soothing my mind in the empty newness There's a moon in the sky called the moon Or Luna, or harvest, or Great Blue Heron See! Call it what you like It circles round forever

  The moon is an amazing combination of predictability, consistency, change, wonder, hope and beauty all rolled into one. In a world of chaos and uncertainty the moon continues its eternal journey of graceful change that has the power to calm even the most inpatient heart and soothe the anxious soul.

  My Moon My moon blessing Sara and me, naked, at night as we splash into Lake Washington from the Century speedboat. My moon emerging from behind back-lit clouds full and eternal and triggering my resentment over ever having been born and knowing at 16 with finality that I would die. My moon rising over the sweat lodge where slender Zephyr taught us the moon song: "Neesah Neesah Neesah."