I'd been thinking about a recent poem, that something was not quite right, but I couldn't think what. Then I realised that it was the line: to ensure the sun did not reflect as the sun does not reflect, but that its light is reflected off other objects. This led me to reappraise the whole poem. You can read the earlier draft here.
PAINTED MOON POEM
They painted a moon on the wall,
well away from the windows, of course,
to ensure the sun could not be reflected
as cold silver light into the room.
It is a circle on plaster
that cannot cause seas to rise or fall,
is of no use for agricultural purposes,
and who would want to wish upon it.
Thankfully astronauts
do not need to tell Huston
they have a problem
as they cannot land on it.
I looked for hours
but could not discern a face
or locate the Sea of Tranquillity
even though the night was still.
Now it has an extra stanza and may be complete. I shall put it away for a time and we shall see.
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