Blue Moon

when i was a child rhyming
answers seemed to work best
superstitious gait i leapt
at condition of my mother
risk with this voice mail
now challenged & full of opinions
from diaspora claim fraternity today
& get a letter on the Blue
Moon we cross the border
ever receding from our maps
we time & distance & velocity
we receive & smile & write back
it seems in the same place
talking as we’ve always been