This moon poem is so seeming small but with such an open heart that to say too much might disturb it. All that should be noted then is that it was written by T.E.Hulme, friend of Ezra Pound and avatar of the imagist movement. The play it describes must have been I think all the same rather consequent and solemn.

Above the Dock

Above the quiet dock in mid night
Tangled in the tall mast’s corded height,
Hangs the moon. What seemed so far away
Is but a child’s balloon, forgotten after play.

~ by thebicyclops on August 31, 2012.

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