...the moon sees nothing of this. She is bald and wild... Sylvia Plath
so safari craig called us from our monday evening busyness (i wrote it with an "i" but then it doesn't mean the same thing at all...as in each being busy in our own things) to the door.
we looked up, all crowded around at a crescent moon perfectly framed by jupiter and mars. (well some say its venus but it looks dusty and red to me, so i say its mars. bets are on.)
safari craig says, " you can't have two planets so close together, man!?"
"who says?" i think. who says?
all crowded together, my children so close to me. me secretly smelling them. and loving them. and watching the moon and knowing how desperately fortunate i am. i have everything to lose. everything.
how perfectly extraordinary.
and i saw one of jupiter's moons. safari craig doesn't believe me. but i did. at two o clock. it was hard to see in the binoculars because the planet was so close to our moon.it was hard to hold my little camera still. sometimes i didn't. most of the time i couldn't. so the same picture above came out as a three moon shadow below....
it made me think of this philip larkin poem called Far Out.
Beyond the bright cartoons
Are darker spaces where
Small cloudy nests of stars
Seem to float on thin air.
These have no proper names:
Men out alone at night
Never look up at them
For guidance or delight,
For such evasive dust
Can make so little clear;
Much less is known than not,
More far than near.
i, on the other hand, am deluded enough to think that most things as in people, animals, weather, plants, hair length, birth, death, love situations, you know, Things, are mystically influenced by, amongst a world of other Things, the position and alignment of the moon, stars and planets. how, i have no clue. yet i am so sure of it. and i have not yet begun on love matters and looney moon Things to which i am hopelessly devoted.
that and chocolate.
Kitchen Board: Monday Evening: 01 December 2008
Comments: you see? shopping all done this morning. some things we forgot, though. because maybe we were talking too much. or acting too clever in the bank which made us lose the shopping list...
tooooodely old pip then. bisous. oh yeah, crazy moon ones. lots ...xx j
oh and ps. how could i have forgotten? i thought of you when i spied this beautiful new blog, by eliza that i know you are all going to love and be totally be inspired by. she's a new girl in the blogosphere....take a peek... http://eliza-pix.blogspot.com/
she's a travelin' gypsy princess...
and pps: i also forgot to tell you how i nearly had a punch up with an octogenarian at the restaurant opening after too many vodkas and being overwhelmed with joyousness. oh yes. it was over capital letters. he was incensed.
righto. off really now.
ppPs: which made me wonder if you even get past the Kitchen Board....in which case...
right. i'm gone.