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    [post_content] => The Earth held tight to what it had been given;
those clear skies, that startling life.
It held me to be a woman, gravity-bound.
Wife with no husband, mother to the stars.
A goring crescent.
Sharp slice of lithium consuming itself.

I was Selene and Sina, stray Chang’e,
a goddess dissolving on the night’s tongue
like sherbet.

The Earth grips more loosely now,
the ice and forest lost.
It watches me – milky stain
on the sky’s miasma –
asking why I leave.
Why I still come back.
    [post_title] => Wane
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            [wpcf-summary-description] => This poem is commended in the moon challenge on Young Poets Network (YPN), judged by Nii Parkes.
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            [title] => Jack Cooper
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            [content] => Jack is the first-prize winner of the second Bloodaxe Archive challenge on Young Poets Network, about White Space. He is the second-prize winner of the Ode to (Small) Joy challenge, and the third-prize winner of the Carol Ann Duffy challenge and the nonsense poetry challenge.

Jack is commended in Gboyega Odubanjo's People Need Nature challenge, the Climate Crisis and You challenge, the Bletchley Park challenge, the moon poetry challenge, the Mary Wollstonecraft challenge, the Timothy Corsellis Prize 2019 and August challenge #3 on meta-poetry.
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Jack is commended in Gboyega Odubanjo's People Need Nature challenge, the Climate Crisis and You challenge, the Bletchley Park challenge, the moon poetry challenge, the Mary Wollstonecraft challenge, the Timothy Corsellis Prize 2019 and August challenge #3 on meta-poetry.
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Wane

Jack Cooper

The Earth held tight to what it had been given;
those clear skies, that startling life.
It held me to be a woman, gravity-bound.
Wife with no husband, mother to the stars.
A goring crescent.
Sharp slice of lithium consuming itself.

I was Selene and Sina, stray Chang’e,
a goddess dissolving on the night’s tongue
like sherbet.

The Earth grips more loosely now,
the ice and forest lost.
It watches me – milky stain
on the sky’s miasma –
asking why I leave.
Why I still come back.