Welcome to summer! No heavy reading this week– only some light summer poetry courtesy of Ray McKenzie, “Supermoon Eclipse.” About two people doing what maybe all of us want to be doing. . . .
There’s a glowing full moon to view tonight as I type this– though no eclipse. (A solar eclipse is coming in August.)
Black stars crawl across
her face like so many leaves
scattered by the wind.
ALSO: Due to summer heat, writer vacations and hunting trips and such, we’ve taken a brief pause from the All-Time American Writers Tournament. It’ll be back here soon.