for Grace Schulman Once you gave them to the children:          those stems of pallid moons from your seaside garden, and they stood there exultant          with their chandeliers of Hosts turning this way and that, their elbows and knees stiff          like moments in a dance, moving to the shuffle of tiny drumheads in an orchestra          of […]

Original source: https://www.nybooks.com/articles/2023/01/19/luminaria-karl-kirchwey/