moonbeams

Bing and Frank both sang it…

“It appears —” Nia peruses the morning inbox, “we’re in synch with the running poet.”

Thalia peers over Urania’s shoulder at a moon of a different shape. “Sing-crahhhh-nih-si-teee!”

“The world is… huge,” Calliope spins their globe. “and small… at the same time.”

I learned to make my mind large, as the universe is large, so that there is room for contradictions.
~Maxine Hong Kingston

Talent is always conscious of its own abundance, and does not object to sharing.
~Alexander Solzhenitsyn