The Poetry of Murmurations

the moon, reflected in the rear-vision mirror,

stretches & twists over the valley. although she was

born in a phase of dismemberment, she refuses to be

partitioned. she never questions any body of water

from which she draws her name, lunar lunatic moonlight.

shine with the tongue of no language. shine with all

that can be seen. shine with all that cannot be murmured.

shine with constellations of echoes. shine with the solar

systems of silenced voices. shine with scattered mosaics.

wax with the wings of breath. wane with the first signs

of life rising. light the footpaths with the strength

of waters broken & shades of midnight suffering.

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Stevi-Lee Alver is an Australian writer and tattoo artist. She lives in the middle of Brazil with her wife. She loves bush walks and waterfalls but misses the ocean.

This poem is part of the drains of her mind collection.