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Moondala Ooh-la-la

I have written scores of poems about the moon. One of the first little chapbooks I put together for myself was titled “MOONDALA OOH-LA-LA.” During that time I was participating in an improv-movement class and was one of three women in a local poetry troupe called “Women of the 7th Veil.” In our hey-day, we presented a poetry performance for a Mountain Rose Dance Recital (a local dance studio that is no longer in existence). Dressed all in black except for the white scarf around my neck, I read moon poetry while my troupe partners (one of whom wore my multi-tiered wedding dress, suggestive of the full moon) did improv movement to it. Here’s one of the little moon ditties from that period, which was also published in the Wemoon Journal of 1993.

mOOnlight

full moon temptation
at the traffic lights
the red light says,
“Stop”
but the moonlight says,
“Come”
awakening my natural signals

Photo:
Women of the 7th Veil, (I’m in the middle in this case) performing in the building that housed The Tea House Jam and Altared Space Gallery, which would later became Oddfellas Cantina.

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