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Eclipse of the Moon at Hotel St. Marie


you lean from the balcony

trying to see the moon


then make love to me as

if we had just met


by cold morning,

through a window you see the disc


covered by darkness

like the slow street mimes


whose motion impresses as stasis

drip of a fountain persists in the courtyard


mossy stone nude half drapes herself

and the artificial pool


beneath green umbrellas

and a palm tree


seems real.




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