April Moon

Cathy Song

The moon tonight is closer to us

than it will be

for the rest of the year,

grace willing, the year

we will remember as the Great Pandemic.

Pulling us closer into its orbit,

shining the light of its fullness into the room,

we turn to hold in our hands

each other’s face as if

for the first time,

and the last—

Pink Moon, Egg Moon, Moon of New Grass.