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Greetings poets! Welcome to Open Link Night. As always, this is your opportunity to share ONE poem of any theme or form.
For those of you who may have missed OLN #320, there was an announcement shared that dVerse poets will be represented in the Polaris Collection, headed to the MOON! If you haven’t already, please take the time to visit these websites to learn about the LUNAR CODEX, founded by Samuel Peralta. I did not know I could be so interested in “Nanofiche technology” and “commercial payloads”.
Who is Samuel Peralta?
You may remember Samuel tending the pub here at dVerse!
I recently reached out to him and he provided this BIO:
“Samuel Peralta is an award-winning poet, and was a regular “Form for All” columnist for dVerse until 2014. He went on to create the Amazon #1 bestselling anthology series ‘The Future Chronicles’, became a USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author, and a producer whose films have garnered two Golden Globe nominations and an Emmy Award. His latest project is the Lunar Codex, which over 2022-2024 is sending the works of over 25,000 artists, writers, musicians, and filmmakers from 125 countries on time capsules to the Moon, alongside NASA’s Artemis project to return humans to the lunar surface. Two dVerse poetry anthologies are among the works Sam included in this historic project.”
The many collections by Samuel Peralta can be found at
It is no wonder that I happened upon this exquisite poem by Samuel, highlighting the moon from so many angles. He shared with me that “three ‘phases’ of this poem are loaded on the Orion spacecraft on Artemis-I headed for orbit around the Moon late August/early September this year, the first launch of the Lunar Codex.”
Twenty-Eight Faces of the Moon
by Samuel Peralta
Earth, sky, stillness.
The evening unfolds
the rorschach of the moon.
We’d come home late that night.
They’d gone to bed, left the lights on
in the kitchen. Outside,
in the half-light of the moon,
I watched the lights move up
with you, like a drifting ember,
kitchen to living room to where
your bedroom curtains flickered,
glowed and faded
The shadow is bluest
when it is cast by the moon.
The press of her cheek
against my shoulder.
The smell of moonlight
in her hair.
Suddenly you are far away,
further than the moon.
than the reach of my
Slow and uncertain,
like a breath held
before a moment of touching,
the moon dissolves into moonlight.
In the shadows a man and a woman.
The moon smiles its dark conspiracy.
There was a time
you thought the moon
was an enormous balloon
caught in the clouds.
Arms outstretched, you chased it
across rivers and hills,
as if you were the one who had,
let go the string.
The cat stirs. Beside it,
on your lap, the moon
has fallen asleep.
The night spills over
from the dark side of the moon.
If I could roll up this sky,
moon and stars,
and spread it out the night
you come home.
I should say this to you
when there is no such word
The sound of your bare feet
on the kitchen floor.
Be careful you don’t
slip on the moon.
Two hundred and forty thousand miles
Tonight, she wrote, the moon
was as full as that night
we met on the boardwalk.
I remember the wind
blowing the hair into my eyes.
As we talked I could hear
the creak of the boards each time
you shifted your feet.
The wind wraps itself around the moon.
The moon is cold tonight.
take me home.
Moon at my window,
these nights I dream
my father’s dreams.
I wake up, and I am
Moon, sky, earth, water.
Water, earth, sky, moon.
Clothesline’s not quite empty.
Someone’s forgotten to bring in
In the water the moon’s silver
scatters into emerald.
Moon as dim as my eyelids closing,
now you are as thin as the scythe-edge
of a shadow.
We parked the car by the knoll,
where we had the picnic last summer.
We got out and sat in front.
The moon haloed you. You laughed
when I said
you looked like a saint,
knocked my hat off and ran.
trembles in my heart,
the storm-tossed sea reflection
of a quiet moon.
When you will have
your hands crossed, thus,
over your chest, it will be
as if you were a blackbird
flying into the moon of your soul.
The moon curves into itself,
light into light.
Where the moon used to be,
there are not even any
In my dream I chart
my soul’s geography:
sea of tranquility,
ocean of storms.
Shared with permission.
As we wait and anticipate the works of dVerse poets soaring into space in 2024, we can join in celebration with Samuel as two other time capsules are preparing for their journey to the moon. The Peregrine Collection is scheduled to launch in October 2022 and The Nova Collection takes off in January 2023. Wow!
THANK YOU Samuel Peralta for turning your passion and dream into reality….and for taking us along!
Ok, dVersians….link up a poem.
Here’s how to join in:
- Post a poem of any style or theme to your blog or website.
- Click on Mr. Linky. Copy and paste the direct link to your poem and add your name.
- Include a link to dVerse on your blog page so others can find us too.
- Drop into the pub to say hello.
- Visit the links to other poets to read and comment.
- Have fun!
I myself have two poems on the Lunar Codex. Sam Peralta was gracious enough to also host one of my poems at his site “Poems I Wish I’d Written.”
That’s wonderful, congrats! 🙂
Hello poet friends! I hope you are enjoying your day or evening. Our specials on the drink menu are Blueberry Mojitos and Blueberry Lemonade since I picked 17 pounds of blueberries on the weekend. Of course, any beverage is available in our virtual pub. Hope you enjoy the poem by Samuel Peralta. I’m still under the spell of the moon.
What all are you going to do with your fresh blueberries?
Hi Shawna 🙂 I have frozen most of them for easy use to bake…muffins, crisp, coffee cake, etc. Some for smoothies. We love to munch on them frozen as well. Better than ice cream!
“the rorschach of the moon” … Wow. That is so cool. I also love #7 and #9.
Yes, every one is a gem.
Gillena Cox said:
Congrats to dVerse and all the poets whose works are selected and included 💚
A somewhat similar project was corrolated in when the Maven was launched to Mars. So that there are haiku and haiku poets listed on Mars
That is amazing, Gillena. I need to read more about that mission.
My entry is in two languages. It is deliberately nonsensical, allowing many interpretations.
I am intrigued! Thanks for joining in, Peter. 🙂
Thanks Mish for showcasing Sam’s poem about the moon. So happy and exciting that Sam included 2 anthologies from dVerse, 2017 and 2013 for his moon project. His prompts before are part of our Archives, which we continue to use in our MTB challenges.
Hi Grace…oh thank you for mentioning both anthologies. I realize now that was part of my prompt that I missed….after the revision glitch!
Jedediah Smith said:
A prose poem — as usual — this one in 8/6 time.
Sounds great, Jedediah. Glad you could join us. 🙂
Rob Kistner said:
5 – 4 – 3 – 2 – 1 … contact! 🚀 — 🙂✌🏼❤️
Rob Kistner said:
I am sharing a piece I wrote 15 years ago (2007) recalling my reaction, in my Ohio River Valley youth, to the month of August. August 1963 in Cincinnati was hot, humid, hell! All day at the public swimming pool, was how I survived.
Hi Rob…hot, humid hell sounds like this past couple weeks! Looking forward to reading.
Rob Kistner said:
Given Samuel’s bio, I probably should have posted a link to this SciFi podm (love SciFi) I wrote 2008, and reprised in 2019 — oh well… 🚀🪐💫✌🏼
Thank you for hosting, Mish! I wasn’t sure that I’d link anything, but then I started revising a poem, and it insisted on something else. . .anyway, I’ve linked it. 😏 I’m off to get dinner started. I’ll catch up tomorrow.
Hey Merril ….I can relate to those poems where it’s their trip and I’m just the passenger!
And it’s best just to go along on the ride!
Ali Grimshaw said:
Thanks for hosting, Mish. Congrats to dVerse and all the poets whose works are selected and included. That is a fascinating project. May poetry continue to inspire love in the world and beyond.
Thanks Ali. 🙂 A lovely thought. We can’t underestimate the power of poetry….here or anywhere.
Mish thanks for hosting. I remember Samuel and his beautiful poetry and now he is sending our poetry to the moon. I am thrilled to have 2 of mine heading out. If you could see me, you would see a giant smile.
Thank you Samuel
Trudessa, I see your smile….all the way from Ontario, Canada. 😁
Yes! What a beautiful gesture from Samuel Peralta.
Thanks for sharing Sam’ poetry. A wonderful gift to the moon.
My pleasure. 🙂
Tricia Sankey said:
Had a little difficulty linking today, Mish, you can delete the first two, the third try seemed to work like a charm 😆 I need more coffee, please!! ❤️
I fixed that for you, Tricia. Perhaps a decaf?
Tricia Sankey said:
Thanks, Mish! Decaf sounds good tonight! ♥️🙏💓
Hey all Can’t respond to those of you on google for some reason. Great write Ben, good questions gillena
Sent from my iPhone
Hope you can work out the google glitches, erbiage. Thanks for joining in.
Hi, I just wanted to let the word press folks know I have been reading your poems, I just can’t comment. I have enjoyed your poetry tonight
Leyde Ryan said:
This is phenomenal–thanks for educating me!
It really is. Thanks for stopping in, Leyde. 🙂
Leyde Ryan said:
Leyde Ryan said:
Reblogged this on Hourglass Poetry and commented:
Great post–I learn so much from other blogs/bloggers! Have a read, and leave any comments on the author’s original post, thank you!
Thank you very much for the reblog, Leyde. It is great to expand our community of poets.
Leyde Ryan said:
You are very welcome! And it helps me too, when there are one or 2 good posts I can reblog–as some days the time gets away from me and I don’t have a poem of my own, yikes😉 Have a great day!
Thank you so much for hosting Mish and for sharing Samuel Peralta’s beautiful poetry here. It is lovely to see the connection continues and he is sending these wonderful anthologies to the moon. I would love some Blueberry Lemonade and have linked a puente poem from last week. Looking forward to hitting the trail and reading all your poems xxx
So glad you came by to read it, Xenia. Some blueberry lemonade headed your way. 🙂 See you on the trail…
I’m late! I was detained by a spider on the hearthmat that is my to-do pile… and by luminous trips to the Moon and back courtesy of Samuel Peralta.
And only now do I realise that the poem I have given to Mr Linky is called ‘Waiting for Diana’ – now wasn’t she (as well as the name of my chum at whose house I first met the spider) a goddess of the Moon?
Lunar blessings to this and future generations and I am off now to make a strong coffee, as I guess the bar here closed long since…
Hello 🙂 No worries! I did leave the back door open to our pub and some hot coffee behind the bar. Me thinks the goddess of the Moon did not enter your poem by mistake..wow.
Great coffee thanks, Mish, and I am heartened by your Moongoddess comment ❤
Thanks for hosting Mish. (K)
You are very welcome, Kerfe!
Thanks for hosting, Mish. Congratulations on your poems going to the moon, dVersians. 🙂
Thank you for joining in 🙂
Hello Mish and Sam and All. What a delight, reading down the many mysterious incarnations of the moon. The very first one, “the rorschach of the moon” sent me over it. Way behind after getting wrung out like a wet rag yesterday mowing the jungle of the yard. Will be linking up in a bit.
Hi Lisa! Dry towels are hanging up by the bar. A blueberry mojito may be in order. Thanks for dropping in. 🙂
Blueberry mojito, YUM! One please! My pleasure, Mish.
Fascinating news Mish, something to appreciate, and thank you for hosting.
It is! We are grateful for Samuel Peralta and this amazing project. Thanks for dropping in, Paul. 🙂