A cool small evening shrunk to a dog bark and the clank of a bucket – And you listening. A spider’s web, tense for the dew’s touch. A pail lifted, still and brimming – mirror To tempt a first star to a tremor. Cows are going home in the lane there, looping the hedges with their warm wreaths of breath…
What counsel has the hooded moon Put in thy heart, my shyly sweet, Of Love in ancient plenilune, Glory and stars beneath his feet — A sage that is but kith and kin With the comedian Capuchin? Believe me rather that am wise In disregard of the divine, A glory kindles in those eyes, Trembles to starlight. Mine, O mine!…
Art thou pale for weariness Of climbing heaven, and gazing on the earth, Wandering companionless Among the stars that have a different birth, — And ever changing, like a joyless eye That finds no object worth its constancy? Published 1824.
Fittingly at a time when the world is run amok by Hollywood stars in superhero movies, this week a celestial body from someplace else in our universe forced its way into the limelight – or should that be low light or dim light, or sky’s night, or Earth’s satellite? Because the phenomenon which we are talking about here is the Moon,…
The year 2016 is turning into a lot of different things to a lot of different people. But collectively it provides us with an all-too-rare chance to witness a Strawberry Moon, so let’s come together this one night only, toss off our robes, wash our hair in the river, and get down to party! What is this Strawberry Moon? The Strawberry Moon was…
