The moon, full, low,
spreads the night lights
across the heavy sky.
Shadows on the snow
play tricks on the eyes,
turn evergreens into pawns.
With rook and knight captured,
the queen is unprotected—
a January moment surrenders.
—Deb Johnston
The moon, full, low,
spreads the night lights
across the heavy sky.
Shadows on the snow
play tricks on the eyes,
turn evergreens into pawns.
With rook and knight captured,
the queen is unprotected—
a January moment surrenders.
—Deb Johnston