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into fullness so fast, Or shrink ’til only a crescent remains. I am gibbous; don’t ever call me fat.</p><p id="0807">There was a time when I had an impact, And hot lava coursed through my youthful veins, What’s true today was not so in the past.</p><p id="e9ad">A life is shaped by the shadows it casts, The wonder and prominence it attains. I am gibbous; don’t ever call me fat.</p><p id="3594">Fat is forever and forever that, While I shift with the seasons as t

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hey change. What’s true today was not so in the past.</p><p id="66ce">When I must go and your whole sky turns black, It is still my shadow the stars proclaim. I am gibbous; don’t ever call me fat, As true today as it was in the past.</p><p id="c2d4"><i>Thank you, <a href="https://medium.com/@bobmetivier">Bob Metivier</a>, for telling me about this interesting villanelle form. Hope I did it right.</i></p><p id="3455"><b>Jim Dutton © 2021</b></p></article></body>

POETRY

Gibbous

Don’t ever call me fat

Madrid Estación de Atocha, Spain — Credit author

I am gibbous; don’t ever call me fat. Gibbous is a phase that waxes and wanes; What’s true today was not so in the past.

I can blossom into fullness so fast, Or shrink ’til only a crescent remains. I am gibbous; don’t ever call me fat.

There was a time when I had an impact, And hot lava coursed through my youthful veins, What’s true today was not so in the past.

A life is shaped by the shadows it casts, The wonder and prominence it attains. I am gibbous; don’t ever call me fat.

Fat is forever and forever that, While I shift with the seasons as they change. What’s true today was not so in the past.

When I must go and your whole sky turns black, It is still my shadow the stars proclaim. I am gibbous; don’t ever call me fat, As true today as it was in the past.

Thank you, Bob Metivier, for telling me about this interesting villanelle form. Hope I did it right.

Jim Dutton © 2021

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