Dark of the Moon

Chapter 45: The Old Enemy

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About This Book

A collection of lyric poems organized into thematic sections that dwell on natural landscapes, seasonal change, and intimate emotion. Short, image-driven pieces range from moonlit nights and coastal scenes to autumnal boulevards and secluded woods, often pairing precise sensory detail with reflections on longing, love, memory, and mortality. Portraits of individuals and quiet elegies appear alongside meditations on stars and tides, producing a restrained, musical voice that emphasizes transience and beauty through concise, resonant language.

The Old Enemy

Rebellion against death, the old rebellion

Is over; I have nothing left to fight;

Battles have always had their meed of music

But peace is quiet as a windless night.

Therefore I make no songs—I have grown certain

Save when he comes too late, death is a friend,

A shepherd leading home his flock serenely

Under the planet at the evening’s end.