Diogenes

a hut and a tree,
and a hill for me,
and a piece of weedy meadow.
I´ll ask no thing
of God or king,
but to clear away his shadow.

Max Eastman 1883

the dark side of the moon

when the day retires
into the shadow of the night
raises the moon,
hiding with brightness
his darkest side,

because the light of the moon
is only a very true lie
with the raven spreading his wings
and preparing to fly.

P.G.D.