Moon upon Moon
Poet, translator and writer of many books of poems. She is interested in literature and culture studies.
Finding World
An Other Worldly Poem
Tonight the moon is upon moon
And the black stars fade away in the oblivion
we do not know what time it is! what time is!
just feeling the nectar of moon we lick each other
as if mother earth stretches itself for another birth.
The calf pounds on the breasts of cow,
relishing sweet milk "Lisa, don't", she says in painful bliss,
we hammer each other until it's time of moon.
And the stars do fade away into the black nights
What time it is? what time is?
The moon is upon moon for another world.
© 2021 Ilina Jones
