Oh, Spectral Anomaly [Sonnet Version]

Oh, spectral anomaly: moon so bright,

Hanging joker or jester and fooling

Where in your heart you shine reflected light,

Her majesty-warmth you are removing,

Without care inwards and so half-hearted,

Outwards: show imperfections to our road,

The images moved, then images fled,

As if your maintenance needed a goad;

Whether in crescented or in full-bloom,

Your beauty, swindling, is vicious in white,

Before day's dying veil or night of groom,

Your answer is dumb, bringing bleary ice;

Your faults, despite ample anomaly,

Simply enhance the beauty we must see.

The End

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