Fish Swim the Moon | R a s m a H a i d r i | Rasma Haidri

Fish Swim the Moon

The moon rises orange,

cords of black cloud circling

her pregnant belly.

My daughter drew Jupiter

this way, using thirty-seven shades of red, 

she traced each ring one atop the other

placed each yellow moon in orbit. The teacher

wrote Late! at the top of the page.

Nothing is ever late.

Not this tolling carillon.

Not this wind tossed litter.

Not this Jupiter rising over black water,

where a fish swims the moon,

and we walk without drowning.

Published in Panalopyzine 2016