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Leprechaun, v. 1, issue 4, March 1945

Page 12

12   L e p r e c h a u n

JUDY ZISSMAN:

Chunks of snow piled deep,
Along the edges of the street;
The light of one lonely
Lamp, spread and respread only
On the whitened ground,
Glowing brightly on the browned
Old stones behind it.
A single tower rose high
To the midnight sky,
And reached up its frosty bars
To a few bright stars.

DAN ZISSMAN:

* * * L u n a * * *

We know right well those images
Upon its surface are but scars
Of battles older far than mankind
Of battles with the force of meteor-
  shock
Of battles with internal stress --
  volcanic
Marking into a familiar pattern
And lending life to lifeless rock --
So that the moon becomes for us
A potent power in overcoming 
  distance.

This much I know --
That where-e'er the tides of war may
  cast me up
The moon I see will also shine for 
  you,
My dear, and give to us a contact
That's ours alone.

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12 L e p r e c h a u n JUDY ZISSMAN: Chunks of snow piled deep, Along the edges of the street; The light of one lonely Lamp, spread and respread only On the whitened ground, Glowing brightly on the browned Old stones behind it. A single tower rose high To the midnight sky, And reached up its frosty bars To a few bright stars. DAN ZISSMAN: * * * L u n a * * * We know right well those images Upon its surface are but scars Of battles older far than mankind Of battles with the force of meteor- shock Of battles with internal stress -- volcanic Marking into a familiar pattern And lending life to lifeless rock -- So that the moon becomes for us A potent power in overcoming distance. This much I know -- That where-e'er the tides of war may cast me up The moon I see will also shine for you, My dear, and give to us a contact That's ours alone.