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Every two poems are 'opposing pairs'. According to Guite, "Each of the seven spheres has a certain cluster of associations and influences, Venus with Love, Mars with war and martial valour, the Sun with gold, but also poetry and inspiration etc. But equally it is possible for each of these celestial influences to become corrupted and malign, for, as St. Augustine says, good is primal and evil is always a corruption of some original good."<ref>https://malcolmguite.wordpress.com/2018/07/07/the-music-of-the-spheres-a-poetic-adventure/</ref> As such, the first poem of the opposing pair is diurnal, or the 'heavenly' sphere, and the second in the pair is the nocturnal, or the 'hellish' sphere. | Every two poems are 'opposing pairs'. According to Guite, "Each of the seven spheres has a certain cluster of associations and influences, Venus with Love, Mars with war and martial valour, the Sun with gold, but also poetry and inspiration etc. But equally it is possible for each of these celestial influences to become corrupted and malign, for, as St. Augustine says, good is primal and evil is always a corruption of some original good."<ref>https://malcolmguite.wordpress.com/2018/07/07/the-music-of-the-spheres-a-poetic-adventure/</ref> As such, the first poem of the opposing pair is diurnal, or the 'heavenly' sphere, and the second in the pair is the nocturnal, or the 'hellish' sphere. | ||
=== Poems === | |||
The Moon | |||
I | |||
The moon is full and snow falls soft tonight | |||
In silver filigree. I seem to fall, | |||
Floating through the chapel of her light, | |||
The moon is full. | |||
The white lace of the snowfall makes a veil | |||
Through which I glimpse her face, a paler white, | |||
Whose pallor calls to me, a tidal pull | |||
That gathers in me, loosens, lifts the weight | |||
That palls and pulls me. In her light I feel | |||
Fasted and lifted, empty, open, light, | |||
The moon is full. | |||
II | |||
The moon is full and I have lost my way, | |||
Drawn down her mazy path towards my fall, | |||
Ready to swoon and sink beneath her sway. | |||
The moon is full. | |||
The tide of panic rises and I feel | |||
A dark fear that deletes the light of day. | |||
Her pale light wraps around me like a pall | |||
That pulls and blurs and blends and wipes away | |||
And drains the patterns from my mind, until | |||
She empties me and I can only say | |||
The moon is full | |||
==Trivia== | ==Trivia== |
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