Once in a Blue Moon

Saturday, we were at a jack o’ lantern walk at the elementary school where my youngest graduated a few years ago.

Because it’s rural Vermont, it was dark, and everyone was spread out. I slipped away from the few kids and walked further along the woods path. I know this path well, and it veers down to the wetlands. There, I leaned against a white pine. The moon was nearly full, and the silvery light skipped over the rippled water.

For the longest time, I stood there, knowing my daughter was happily wandering around in the dark with her friends. In the darkness, I remembered the countless times I had admired this lovely lady moon — over fresh snow and icy backroads, in the muggy heat of summer.

At the beginning of this election week, I woke thinking of our beautiful moon, silently orbiting the globe.

The old man of the temple,
Splitting wood
In the winter moonlight.

— Buson

August flowers

About Brett Ann Stanciu

A writer and sugarmaker, Brett Ann lives with her two daughters in stony soil Vermont. Her novel HIDDEN VIEW was published by Green Writers Press in the fall of 2015. Let my writing speak for itself.
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7 Responses to Once in a Blue Moon

  1. Jeff Cann says:

    A peaceful full moon hanging over an autumn woods / armed intimidation, riots, martial law, descending democracy. Quite a week we have planned.

  2. It was a spectacular moon, especially on its rising. May the beauty of that image remain with us through what we know will be a chaotic week.

  3. GranTorino says:

    Excellent Buson selection. The scene is stark and a bit lonely…with an odd inner warmth. Reminds me of moonlight. GT

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