‘Night and Moonlight’ and Other Poetry by Gregory Palmerino The Society September 13, 2015 Beauty, News of Note, Poetry 3 Comments Night and Moonlight What more can be said about the full moon that hasn’t already been said before? The queen of tides, now glaring at the shore, sits on her throne as if midnight were noon; a Janus-faced sovereign the lovers swoon, the ages measure, the rich praise, the poor lament, and mad men rage—her suckled lore won’t fix this sordid world come late or soon. But she is wrapped in double arms tonight, embracing the shade as well as the shine, for nobody who comes to meet the light can lack the other side and still be fine. She turns a golden star of jaundiced health into a poverty that holds true wealth. The World Turned Upside Down I on lexington green we unfurled the dream when yorktown was done the war had been won the redcoats all sang their drum and its bang the world turned upside down II in brotherly love we fashioned a dove with liberties ten by absolved white men who didn’t take note what reason had wrote the world turned upside down III with hickory brooms the indians’ dooms were swept to the west without a fair test an ominous chime played out in quick time the world turned upside down IV in a sweat shop room the lowell girls loom the kids did not play they labored all day while barons got rich off the brat and bitch the world turned upside down V on our killing field our brethren were sealed but jim crow would dance on any quick chance for righting the wrong declared in this song the world turned upside down VI when colonial minds pushed outward to find our bull on the hill like a rabbit could kill a spaniard or two for red, white, and blue the world turned upside down VI american pax fought over the ax from rome to berlin the jews were done in but our “japs” behaved while our rosies saved the world turned upside down VIII this century half spectators would laugh at fruit in the trees with dirty black knees while progress would speak for the young and weak the world turned upside down IX the new deal was done the fair deal begun the hot war over the cold war shoulder forgot about us when asia’s a muss the world turned upside down X when justice was kind the masses were blind their ignorant fears left mothers in tears for moments they saw when riots were law the world turned upside down XI the past several years we’ve played with arrears we’ve glorified stealth and deified wealth now we armchair war that knocks at the door the world turned upside down XII this history passed so simple, so fast what soon has begun will soon be undone if people won’t learn the world cannot turn the world turned upside down Gregory Palmerino’s essays and poems have appeared in Explicator, Teaching English in the Two Year College, College English, Amaze: The Cinquain Journal, International Poetry Review, Courtland Review, Shot Glass Journal, The Lyric, the fib review, and The Road Not Taken. He teaches writing at Manchester Community College and writes poetry in Connecticut’s Quiet Corner, where he lives with his wife and three children. Featured Image: “The Bay of Naples at Moonlit Night” by Ivan Aivazovsky (1817-1900) Views expressed by individual poets and writers on this website and by commenters do not represent the views of the entire Society. The comments section on regular posts is meant to be a place for civil and fruitful discussion. Pseudonyms are discouraged. The individual poet or writer featured in a post has the ability to remove any or all comments by emailing submissions@ classicalpoets.org with the details and under the subject title “Remove Comment.” Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Related 3 Responses Shari Jo LeKane-Yentumi September 14, 2015 Wonderful poetry. Reply Shari Jo LeKane-Yentumi September 14, 2015 Wonderful poetry. Reply Greg September 14, 2015 Shari, Thanks for the thoughtful comment. Greg Reply Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.