I originally wrote this poem in December 2000 and submit it now, only slightly changed, as a contribution to the Poetry 101 Rehab challenge on the theme of Dark. http://maraeastern.com/2015/05/18/poetry-101-rehab-dark/

 

New Moon

(Hekate Deipnon)

When in times of transition

a sign appears

of the moon to come

held fleetingly

in the arms of the old,

when in times of transit

an image lingers

of the past moon

shiveringly pinned

on the horns of the new,

and, when in times of trance

the shadow of the old moon

and the egg of the new

mix and dance shimmeringly

on a shared sliver of gold,

the moon

rises long before you can actually see it

and not long after it is made visible

by the advent of the night

is gone.