To Whom I Shall Sell The Moon
After Han Mac Tu (1912-1940)
To whom I shall sell the moon
that lies on the branch
of the Crimson Bottlebrush
Even when Death inhabits a poem, he does not own it. He is a squatter. In fact, Death owns nothing. – Todd Moore
After Han Mac Tu (1912-1940)
To whom I shall sell the moon
that lies on the branch
of the Crimson Bottlebrush