West of the Moon

West of the Moon

Home
Archive
About
(a trifle)
I. Now I have tried to put the gravity, the mass Whatever we call weight or cause of weight, All that a man has ever felt Into the words I speak. For…
 • J.Z Schafer
(a trifle)
I do not want to speak in pharmacopic words. I want to speak in spears and grace Which, wielding, increase my strength To love you.
 • J.Z Schafer
(a trifle)
I sing the secret princes of the world, The beautiful and daring ones, ensouled With huge regrets, and darting out Like herons of an amber court. But…
 • J.Z Schafer
(a trifle)
I. The garden is by hoar and sleet Converted into silence, And from the house depending are Long lovely sleeves of ice Like as a lady showing off Her…
 • J.Z Schafer
(a trifle)
The world is like a riddle which you must forget To understand. A koan-master with a rod of oak Will beat you cross the back At every chance: in queues…
 • J.Z Schafer
(a trifle)
I. They’re coming; there’s no doubt. They’ve burrowed underground and cut Through the protective mountains; yes Red-painted elephants and tusked men…
 • J.Z Schafer
(a trifle)
You cannot see it but a galaxy is trembling Upon the smallest lock of that girl’s hair. Light slides upon her with a battle-shout; She sitting in a…
 • J.Z Schafer
West of the Moon
West of the Moon
West of the Moon is a publication of poems, or rather, trifles, written by J.Z Schafer
Recommendations
View all 18
The Druid Stares Back
The Druid Stares Back
Michael Martin
Sayings of the Romanian Elders
Sayings of the Romanian Elders
Grig Gheorghiu
Poetics with Robert Charboneau
Poetics with Robert Charboneau
Robert Charboneau
The Cormac Jones Journal
The Cormac Jones Journal
Cormac Jones
Silver Door
Silver Door
Nathan Woods

West of the Moon

AboutArchiveRecommendationsSitemap
© 2026 J.Z Schafer · Privacy ∙ Terms ∙ Collection notice
Start your SubstackGet the app
Substack is the home for great culture