
January 17, 2024
Our Invisible, Crazy Hearts Moon
Mostly you don’t see the moon in a city.
So a new moon is a double-blind bind—
An experiment in lunacy for lunatics.
Imagine all the pollution, poverty & injustice
That you perceive become thin stars,
While the new moon that you cannot see
Swells infinitely, filling everything
Else with dark matter.
Now blessed by the uncanny weird,
Able to see both the known & the unknown,
You are left with the unspeakable feeling
Of being intimately mixed up in a great matter.
Whether it is clear to you or not,
Today, tonight & tomorrow
Will come beating for you from deep within—
And what will you do then?
POEM BY
Qayyum Johnson

ARTWORK BY SUIKO MCCALL
The Vital Path, 2023
Ink on paper, diptych 72x30"