I used to think the moon was just
the sun when it was tired
and did not have the strength to shine
but had not yet expired,
and when the sun came back, I thought,
it was the moon made strong
by sleep and rest to shine again
in brilliance all day long.
But then, one day, I glanced above.
The sky was bright and cheery,
and I could see both moon and sun.
Well, so much for my theory!
I later learned the shining moon
reflects the shining sun,
and though the sun and moon are two
the shining is just one,
and so, it seems, what I had thought
was sort of, kind of, right:
our moon is just the way our sun
shines down on us at night.
©Robert Schechter. All rights reserved.
Through the wonders of social media, I've been lucky enough to know Robert Schechter for awhile now. He has answered many a poetry query of mine and, as you can see, can just flat out write.
I love the way Mistaken Identity comes up with some knockout phrases ("the sun when it was tired"!!!!) that establish the voice of the poem... then gives that "voice" a whole story, too. We get the rise and fall of the sun and moon and the voice and his/her theory all while learning some science, too. This is what I call "the good stuff," indeed.
I highly recommend you read (and listen to) a couple of Bob's poems that have been in Highlights - Colors and My Nose - both of which have a similar voice that makes me wonder... hmmm... is it Bob who has this wonderful world view? If it is, well, that'd just add to the reasons I'm so happy to have Robert Schechter here today as part of 30 Poets/30 Days.
Yesterday, Jill Corcoran encouraged us to Sing it Loud. Tomorrow... Nancy Bo Flood with Immigrants's Song: Coal Dust, Peppers, and Tomatoes! For more on 30 Poets/30 Days and ways to follow along, please click here.