Anticipating first night

I have seen the moon

reflected in a well,
a firefly skimming the pulsate water-face.

I have seen the moon

magnified in bonfires
set on far hilltops.

I have seen the moon

broadcast over loudspeakers,
toasted with dessert wine,
whitening a dead man's brow.

I have seen the moon

bubble desert hot springs,
pound taut snare drums,
sizzle our little tent.

I have seen the moon sink in the ocean.
I have seen the folding of the sea.
I have seen the jewels scattered.
I have seen the sky puddle with tears.