out back
the blue Adirondack
I neglected to put away
for winter, slowly
is filling with snow

in summer
I often sit there
late into the evening
looking up, to behold
the beckoning Moon

but tonight
that luminous white light
has abdicated her starry throne
to grace my chair, unexpectedly:
beholding me

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