Lawrence Hall
Dispatches for the Colonial Office
A Sir Philip Sidney Moment
With a Rubbish Bin, but not a Red Rubbish Bin
After the passing of afternoon storms
A quiet moment of reflection at dusk
Our Lady Moon shone high above the trees
Sailing among the last sun-glowing clouds
I addressed the Moon as the goddess she is
Speaking of dreams, and asked her to pray for me
But suddenly she danced behind the mist
In playful teasing, or in stern disapproval
Perhaps one should not address our Lady Moon
While rolling household garbage to the end of the lane
Sir Philip Sidney, “Astrophel and Stella 31”
William Carlos Williams, “The Red Wheelbarrow”
