Author Archives: Jeff Schwaner

About Jeff Schwaner

Poet: three published books of verse and two novels. Studied poetry at Cornell University, where I was awarded the Dorothy Sugarman Poetry Prize and George Harmon Coxe Award for Contributions to Creative Writing. Entrepreneur: Co-founder in 2000 of Booksurge, an author-initiated self publishing and Print On Demand (POD) site purchased by Amazon in 2005. Working guy: manager at LexisNexis. Family man: husband and father of three. New England native and current Virginia resident. Big fan of Blue Ridge mountains and hills and trees in general.

TANKA — 03052015-2 fullmoonsocial 2015

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Ron explores the dark side of the moon–wait, I mean the back-side…

#FullMoonSocial // (No) Reflection, by Mary Winifred Hood Schwaner

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(No) Reflection

When you die it’s the dark moon
that keeps you company in the eternal evening.
No reflection — just deep space
rippling and bending around you.
No light can find you here
where the moon is a black stone
in a black pocket.
No increase, no decrease,
no connection to the flow of tides and time.
No time has ever passed. No illusion of light, illumination
or radiance. Not here among the dying stars
where memory spills its last drop
into the night and vanishes.
No vanishing. No dying. Only being.
Free of form. No form. Free.

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M on the moon, in her unique haiku style.

for the FULL MOON SOCIAL: let the winds blow

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If you don’t already follow Len Durso, go check him out. I have learned more from his site in the last year and change than I even want to admit.

Leonard Durso

the air tonight
is chilly
returning home
from a night out
I stand hunched
on the front balcony
looking up
to the moon
a glass
in hand
to warm
this bruised soul
my thoughts drift
to another city
another person
standing under
this full moon
my glass is raised
my heart full
and the moon
looks down
approving
a humble gesture
let the winds
blow across
space and time
to brush the cheek
of an absent friend