Liquid Mirror: Waiting on the New MoonBy Michael Skinner
Slipping past the pyramid in Memphis at dawn.
Moving toward the full moon as the quiet dark waters of the Mississippi rush underneath my wheels.
Early morning.
At sunrise, the water is smooth as glass.
A jet airplane rises through the morning air.
Morning purple as a crushed rose.
The river as calm as glass.
Quiet as sleep.
The sky and her twin, the river, run toward the horizon.
Where the river touches the sky, she blushes and the dawn comes.
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Liquid Mirror: Waiting On the New Moon
Michael Skinner has written a book of poems called Liquid Mirror: Waiting on the New Moon.
The book is divided into four sections.
- Wanderlust speaks to restless travels of a wandering minstrel.
- Dawn Warriors is a celebration of the break of day.
- Screaming Over the Liquid Mirror refers to the cries of sea birds as they ply the intercostal waterways of Eastern Florida.
- Waiting on the New Moon is a collection of love poems.
