Yesterday, I informed you that Rae Pater received a prestigious Pushcart nomination. And yes, I mentioned that this was her third nomination. Amazing accomplishment. Well, Rae stopped by and noticed my Mammatus Clouds challenge. She quickly wrote up and submitted an amazing poem. Thanks, Rae.
Priestess of the Moon Goes Downtown Friday Night
by Rae Pater
She carries the moon upon her finger,
sets her alabaster soles upon
the concrete and steel viaducts
of the world.
Her lips have thinned
to a finer chain of language
and seek a command of magic.
Neons from restaurants and bars
flick hard against the moss
and moonlight shifting in her iris.
She has misplaced her century.
She is a step out of time
with suburban life.
Her natural path is a narrow track
crosshatched by others between
black-boned hills beneath
the bellies and bottoms
of a mammatus sky.
She treads in the wake of tornadoes
dancing to a hip-hop rhythm
while her thoughts waltz to violins
in the temple of the moon.
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