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Corn Moon
by Beth Winegarner

I showed my baby the moon tonight‐
which she had not yet seen in her short five months‐
the full corn moon,
bright above the curling fog.
And, not knowing how far
away it is, or how big,
she reached for it.





Originally published in Cradle Songs: An Anthology of Poems on Motherhood (Quill and Parchment Press~2012)
Winner of the 2013 International Book Award Honouring Excellence in Independent and Small Press Publishing
for Best Poetry Anthology.
 

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