Luna It rises over firelight, crescent-shaped and milky bright. The people cast their searching eyes into the star-strewn, mythic skies and fly with power of the mind to lands that in the darkness shine. And there, among the secret bowers where always trees boast whitest flowers, they wander by the gentle streams that water realms of lunar dreams.
Andrew Albritton teaches in the Management Department at Missouri State University. He has a PhD in English with an emphasis in Applied Linguistics from the University of Nottingham in the UK. His poems have appeared in American Tanka, Balloons Lit. Journal, Cargo Literary, Wales Haiku Journal, and other publications.