Other World
Long shears and a blue moon
cut in half. Our superstitions
Hands that clap in silhouette.
The Radiant undead
rolling the dice –
We scatter the clouds.
3/6/23
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Claudia McGill Writes Poetry, Did You Know That? 
My brain is frazzled so my words are failing me but my thought about this poem is that it captures an appealing sort of eeriness, the way something can be a little spooky but also ethereal and dreamlike.
Thank you. I sort of loosely put the words together rather than trying to make them make exact sense. So often I get stopped by trying to be logical in how things connect. I like the thoughts this sequence puts in my mind. As you say, a bit eerie, and dreamlike. An escape.