Just one moon, they’ll say
When they finally come.
How lonely;
How odd.
How
Do you tell time
At night, or find your way?
If you had seen four moons’
Glorious wheeling concerts,
So lovely,
So grand,
You
Might have made peace,
And we would have come much sooner.
About the Poet
Amalia Gnanadesikan is a linguist who studies the atoms of writing–alphabets and other writing systems. She is the author of The Writing Revolution: Cuneiform to the Internet. She lives in Maryland with her husband, three cats, and numerous miniature pineapple plants.
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