More Lunacy

More Lunacy

Under a full Moon
my robe slips off
my shoulders. Stripped,

feet on cold grass, I stand
naked, quivering, shivering,
eye to eye with full Moon.

“Moon, why have you given to me
love I cannot have fulfilled?”

Moon said, “This love given to you
that swells your heart –”

“Like incessant rains
soaking and swelling my garden–”

“Yes, love as rich as basil pinched at your nose,”

“Resounding in my ears from ocean shells,
mysterious as that doorway kiss 42 years ago –”

“Don’t interrupt. Listen. Always listen first.
This love, glowing in you, flamed out
fulfilled — so don’t wait for —
nor ask for — this love to be more.”

“Already fulfilled? But –”

“Did I stutter? Moon said.
“You look silly standing there
buck-naked, shivering.
Put on your robe. Go inside
or you’ll catch pneumonia.”

At the door I looked up,
Moon, a smiling Buddha.

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About Ciletti

Jim Ciletti, an award winning poet, filmmaker, and author, is the 2010-2012, Poet Laureate of the Pikes Peak region, and for 41 years, poet-in-residence for the Orme School Fine Arts Festival. Jim gives many workshops on the writing and performance of poetry, and makes poetry house calls to create personal poetry events. Ciletti loves everything Italian, including cooking for family and friends, and loves to plant garlic, make homemade wine, and eating peaches and plums. "Everyday is Christmas, but you don't always get everything you ask for. Sometimes more. Poetry celebrates life."
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