lunar transformations by Monique Chénier

the moon brushes dirt from
the back of the overturned canoe
turns silver to gold
burnishes black waters
shimmers darkness and
invades the privacy of night leaves

i merge with the light
until my skin turns gold
illuminates dark waters
revealing twisted limbs of resting trees
at the bottom of the lake

i descend 
tasting water
creating shadow leaves
where they are no longer

“lunar transformations” was originally published in …like lemmings…poetry over the edge Vol. 1. No. 2 edited by Melanie Marttila and Kim Fahner. The copyright of this poem remains with me, Monique Chénier. Please credit me if you share it, and kindly direct people to my website.