Blood Moon Watching
everything hung in heavy blue dusk air motionless with unburst clouds and sea mist. and it seemed to us, then, that the still water poured silent, to the very edge of the world and over. If we took off our shoes and let the cool water lap all the crevices of our souls if we took off our clothes and waded in deeper, if we took off our fears and swam it would call us, psiren-like, immense and ancient, right to the very edge of the world and over