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The moon is a witness, a voyeur, a body, a mother, a lover, a “babe.” The moon gifts us with shadow and tether.

"But the moon was the first poem [. . .]"
       —Mary Ruefle, “Poetry and the Moon,” Madness, Rack, and Honey

A Moon of One’s Own is an online poetry magazine that publishes twice a year.

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