The Moon and River and Silence

THE MOON AND RIVER AND SILENCE

                                       

Guided by the moon,

Traveling downriver,

I am enraptured by silence.

All I hear is, delicate, song of my oar

As it dips gently, emerges,

Streamlets, bright notes running down the edge

Of the blade, silver spoon, glistening.

I listen to the moon…

River, warbling bird…

Illumined by silence.

Crickets dare not crack their knuckles.

Originally published in Torrid Literature Journal, Volume XXIV (July 2019), page 14

Moonlit river