The quarter of the Moon
Hangs out above my dream
I've learnt this sign of rune
That means the half-night's win
Over the time and space
That lies between two points
Where you live busy days
And I nurture my voice
Perhaps the magic sound
Of the nocturnal crickets
Is just to fly all round
The world their song will reaches
Your memory, my knight
Under the final quarter
Of the insomniac light
Of the full-Moony water
At the midsummer night
The Middle-Summered Insomnia
© Copyright: Наталья Глубокова, 2021
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