Lunar

She reflects upon craters,
Each wrinkle and rille,
A face etched by bombardment
And yet shining still.

Mirror–man walked on the moon.

–C. Green

This poem is in response to the photo poetry request by Zero Creativity Learnings accompanying moon photography.

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