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February 2023
Joan Leotta
joanleotta@gmail.com / www.facebook.com/joanleotta/
Bio Note: I'm a writer and performer who loves bringing stories to life on page and stage. I love to celebrate small moments and investigate ideas with poems. I enjoyed the chance to think about opposing elements in poems--the first, feathers and stones, the hard and soft and the second the concept of full and empty as they relate to the full moon.

Feathers to Stone

You see me as a feather,
as I ride the breeze
down to you, gently
swaying. 
You say you
do not even feel me
when I land on your heart, 
softly.
Your hardness 
deflects my tiny
self.
When breeze calls again,
I float away, weeping for you.
You cannot move. 
Your stone self is
stuck 
in equally hard earth, 
incapable 
of understanding that  my 
very softness,
my lightness, is my
strength. 
You are forgiven.
                        
Originally published in Feathers on Stone, Main Street Rag

Emptying and Refilling the Moon

Yesterday evening full moon 
spilled its glow across our pond.
Last week only a sliver
showed and that, at the bottom
instead of on moon’s side,
revealing the secret of 
the wax and wane to be
a filling and an emptying of light.
Sky dragons
sip greedily from full moon’s 
globe, bit by bit reducing her
until only a sliver and then
darkness when they scatter
as she rests in 
new moon phase.
sun refills moon’s energy 
slowly,
slowly,
until at last she’s ready
to call out to the dragons
and the cycle 
begins again.
                        
©2023 Joan Leotta
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