White Moon Above Parliament

Tourists in London

People whirl in a time lapsed blur

Below gilded spires and ancient brick

Along the banks of the blackened Thames

Faces framed in photographic light

A thousand selfies shine in the ether

But none as bright as the white moon

A pinhole pierced through the evening blue

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