MOONLIGHT SNOW: by Diane Corson
moonlight as snow
where snow lies on the tree branches
spilling to the deck below
through a window spilling over the sill
puddling and whitening there
brought a presence that awakened
eyes asleep
the light it spread was flat
loud from the humors of the moon
moon still in its knowledge
awakening and anointing minds
the light it spreads flattens
the sparkles now meant to glow
just inside the window