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The moon and the wind-horse


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Dreaming in the trenches, I caught the

red moon and placed it into the eye of the

the wind-horse. We flew-following the smoke

of history, resting in a field we gave shelter

to poppies from souls buoyed on Christly

tears as they made clean the red moon.

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David W. Parsley

I agree with badge about the imagery, lush and enticing. Ambiguous (which may be the intent) sentence structure leaves me unsure I follow the action in the surreal landscape presented. For example, I can't tell who is washing the red moon (presumably still in the wind-horse's eye where the narrator put it): we, poppies, souls, or tears. Then there are the poppies: are they given by the "souls" or are "we" protecting them from those souls.


Lovely and thought provoking.

- Dave

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made clean the red moon.


Jarring! Nice.

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