Used with permission given on October 31, 2012

Photo by David Haworth

http://www.stargazing.net/david/moon/moonrise20050917.html

This photograph is protected by copyright, and others do not have permission to copy or distribute it. Inspired by November’s Hunter Moon, and second, a favorite theme of Emily Dickinson’s, the morning sun.

Tanka Poem, Hunter Moon

Autumn’s Harvest Moon

Now a Hunter’s Moon

In September and then October

Two full views

Shine on

Haiku Poem, October Dawn

Autumn’s October dawn

By light of a Hunter’s Moon

Molten amber blues

Mijikai Haiku Poem, Autumn Dawn

Cold

Dawn

Warms

Five Line Micropoetry, Shadow Greetings

Light comes before shadow

Along jagged edge

Darkness flows into

Greetings to still mind

A meeting of one

Monostitch Poem, Morning Sun

The morning sun just touched my day.

Emily Dickinson’s Poetry

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From the daguerreotype taken at Mount Holyoke, December 1846 or early 1847. The only authenticated portrait of Emily Dickinson, later than childhood, the original is held by the Archives and Special Collections at Amherst College.^[1]

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (December 10, 1830 – May 15, 1886) was an American poet. Born in Amherst,

Massachusetts, to a successful family with strong community ties, she lived a mostly introverted and reclusive

life. After she studied at the Amherst Academy for seven years in her youth, she spent a short time at

Mount Holyoke Female Seminary, before returning to her family’s house in Amherst. Thought of as an eccentric

by the locals, she became known for her penchant for white clothing and her reluctance to greet guests or,

later in life, even leave her room. Most of her friendships were therefore carried out by correspondence.

THE SUN by Emily D.

just touched the morning;

The morning, a happy thing,

Supposed that he had come to dwell,

And life would be all spring.

She felt herself supremer,