A Reminder: Tonight is the Harvest Moon
September 29, 2012
The Harvest Moon
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
It is the Harvest Moon! On gilded vanes
And roofs of villages, on woodland crests
And their aerial neighborhoods of nests
Deserted, on the curtained window-panes
Of rooms where children sleep on country lanes
And harvest-fields, its mystic splendor rests.
I scooped up the moon
in my water bucket...and
spilled it on the grass
I thought my net was full of shinning fish
but when I shook it all that I had caught
was just the moon.