No Enemies Moon

Full Moon  November 5, 2025

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Love is how we pop the tyrannical bubble.New wonders in this slanting autumn light

ephemeral display

tang of bird-sown plum

over-the-hill chicken of the woods

spray of fresh-cut blue gum chips freckled in oxalis

despite the spray of idiots

on the full moon, here in this weird life

I ring the bell

inviting people into a shared shape

both patriotic & revolutionary

the fog lit from below by resistance, movement

how you pull from outer space like high tide

being a student of empathy

she cites the healed femur of archaeology

& says, “This is the beginning of love”

like an arrow-straight fish hook

or knot-impressed ceramics

the plant matter woven basket

that incredibly holds water & boils roots.

It’s a miracle to make a new way in peace.

We nurse & care for one another

like the generational pull

of the free light falling from above.