New moon tonight
time to send out those
little paper boats
we call our hearts
onto the waves again
into the open bay
of this month's imagination
and thence into the sea
of this year's destiny
where they will drown
of course having rounded
the cape of lost hope
and clinging to the coast
appear again on the horizon
like the lifting of the host
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