Night poet, knight poet

Night poet came out for a piss
And saw the sad moon’s steps
Climbing slowly up  lonely sky
What Larkin to feel sad about.

Knight poet saw a paled moon,
Thought moon was love struck.
It is the same woman problem.
A lonely moon climbs sad steps.

Love or old age ,it is sad steps
From the little puttering about
By creeping child to creepy old.
The steps are sad and decrepit.

(referring to Philip Larkin’s poem Sad Steps and 16th century Sir Philip Sydney’s love sonnet With How Sad Steps,O Moon)

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