Ingrid Goff Maidoff - Tending Joy

Love is a treasure, yet nothing to possess. Love is a way, a way of being in the world. ~Ingrid Goff-Maidoff, Eternal Song

Crescent moon

by Ingrid Goff-Maidoff



The other night a crescent moon
hung low like a hammock in the sky.
It wasn't silver, it was gold.
At first, like a fair maid,
I reclined on it and sang.
Later, like the artist's young child,
I cast my line and fished for stars.
Then, seeing it
for the butter and honey delicacy that it was,
pinching off a small crumb,
I ate it.

My memory-body will never be the same.


 From Moonlight and Remembrance



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Ingrid Goff-Maidoff is a universalist poet, mystic, celebrant of beauty and encourager of spirit who lives on the island of Martha's Vineyard. Her work appears in numerous anthologies, and she has lovingly created dozens of books and gifts that help deepen intimacy with the sacred. Her blog, her inspirational offerings, and her popular Joy Postcards Newsletter all are found at