Full moon Modjeska lightning in the creek
A moon like the biggest egg ever laid
As spoken by an oak tree as we speak
And one is born here and another made
And both transfixed by the moonlight tonight
Full moon Modjeska will always be right
And who is it right for? For those who are
Full of the moon floating round the creek bend
Not too much in a hurry for a star
Or two nor in a hurry to sit still
And maybe a little bit stubborn too
Maybe a little bit shyer than you
With a heart for wonder an eye for thrill
It was always like this actually
And I would have been here before if I
Had the chance to as I was when I could
I knew I would live here before I die
Before I came Modjeska came to me
And now we come together understood
Full moon Modjeska magic in the air
This is the any of my anywhere
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
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