the occasion of the supermoon

by window the moon framed

pulled back or rising

upon this beach of wall

by orbit hours,

pocked orb be-seamed

how serene she shines

upon serene line of quilted sleeping

you, like desert dune traced

in cool of night,

and in circling by night and day

we each an intertidal zone are

a strip of life we own

mine widened by pull

of your nearness grown.