The comet

blood moon in black sky
Black lands with black images,
skies of all absorbing velvet
Pinned onto it
a full, blood-red moon.
I stand on top of the world,
looking east;
Hoping to see a comet —
a sign in the sky.
An icy wind is blowing,
and I cannot see a thing.

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