A Woman Under the Surface: Poems and Prose PoemsFrom A Woman Under the Surface: MOON AND EARTH Alicia Ostriker ? Of one substance, of one Matter, they have cruelly Broken apart. They never will touch Each other again. The shining Lovelier and younger Turns away, a pitiful girl. She is completely naked And it hurts. The larger Motherly one, breathlessly luminous Emerald, and blue, and white Traveling mists, suffers Birth and death, birth and death, and the shock Of internal heat killed by external