Estacion de la Luna

(from the moon series)

The last stop before sleep. The idle lights
and cold marble ground. The conveyor belts
of the soul. Someone has to wait here.

Someone has to tend to the intermediary.
The clicks of shoes, of heels. The tongues
on the chairs and the ears also.

This is where thoughts collect, in the void
of movement, after long vacations,
before short journeys on the worms

of the night. Eat the turkey and goat
cheese sandwich. This is the body
as a machine. This is how time eats.

This is how the government of change passes
the days. With a backpack, a book
and something good to listen to.

Hannah Moon

(from the moon series)

at the café in Tanger. Eats something
vegetarian, drinks the mint tea and writes.

Dreams of passion, studies the method,
learns the sadness of Rwanda and travels

alone while the ocean remains untamed.
While the age starts to show in the hostels

at night. While the casbah hangs over the Atlantic
coast. While the noise in the Petit Socco resounds.

Hannah moon roams around the markets,
looks for something so hard she's bound find it.

Ten Year Old Sells the Moon

(from the moon series)

Please, take it, he'll give it to you cheap.

His name is on the street and his father
is going to beat him. The heart
is hard to ice, the tongue cold when bothered,
the mind surprised by persistence. The boy
a salesman at ten. If you buy it

he will eat a little, he will gain some pride,
other boys will respect him, he'll become owner
of a fine handmade shirt store, he will pray
and think God rewards him, he will marry
and have children and teach his children
how to sell something as unique as the moon
on the streets of Tanger.