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This is one of my poems I wrote in a small room in Kosovo after being surprised by a gorgeous moon. That room holds a lot of meaning, the friends and army buddies I shared it with, the many emotions and experiences that met me in that small Sea-hut built of pine by our Navy brothers.

https://open.substack.com/pub/billy2r6q7/p/24-feb-2000-half-moon-waning?r=1nyjrs&utm_medium=ios

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Billy, this is gorgeous! Thank you so much for sharing. You pulled me right into the simple beauty of that moment. I love the comparison of Susan and the moon and your perfect final line - “could catch my breath.”

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Thank you for sharing, Billy -- this is beautiful. There's a real openness and sense of wonder in allowing your breath to be caught by familiar things. Your poem feels imbued with wonder.

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Thank you for sharing this, Billy! I love the subtle difference in your last line between the perhaps more common "make me catch my breath" and how you instead wrote, "could catch my breath."

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This is wonderful and lovely, Billy. Your poem has a lyrical beauty and flow, and evokes the beauty of the moon and the tenderness and wonder of a person and a place. Thank you for bringing light and depth to a place so many of us know only for its tragedies and hard times. Blessings to you.

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"Antiqued and clear/low and luminous/she floats" - really gorgeous lines. And the line about realizing that we never really know one another struck me as poignant and true. Thanks for sharing.

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Thank you so much for sharing Billy...I am transported to that small room and seeing that large moon with your writing!

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I like the idea of the moon garnering our attention.

Also, Go navy.

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