Thursday, February 21, 2008
The moon is no door. It is a face in its own right,
White as a knuckle and terribly upset.
The moon's an arrant thief,
and her pale fire she snatches from the sun...
I see the moon
and the moon sees me.
It was cloudy most of the time, but every now and then we got a few nice glimpses of the lunar eclipse last night. Or as one of my friends calls it, the Moonar Clipse.
Clouds were ok though, since it meant that we got lots of rain, lovely rain, today.