I stumbled upon this poem in a Rodney Yee book, called Poetry of the Body, purchased for one dollar at the Friends of the Library book sale last weekend. Some days are delightful in their convergence.
Once Only almost at the equator almost at the equinox exactly at midnight from a ship the full moon in the center of the sky. Gary Snyder Sappa Creek near Singapore March 1958
Ardha Chandrasana, officially it's only "half moon pose," and this is definitely modified, but still such fun.
May all the things you love converge today!
Tabatha Yeatts hosts Poetry Friday at The Opposite of Indifference.
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