Sunday, January 11, 2009

Losing To The Light ?

Look Ma,
What's that star?
It's just a passing plane.
Grandma sighs so sadly,
The nights just aren't the same;
I'm sure they used to be darker;
Wonder filled the skies;
Where have all the stars gone?
Could it be my failing eyes?
Too many of our children
Haven't known a true dark night;
Will they ever see the beauty
We're losing to the light?


Poem: "Blinded by the Light" by Sarah Williams.

Around New Year (I think it was New Year's Eve or the day previous)we read that there'd be a good chance to watch the Moon and Venus close together, soon after sunset, with Jupiter and Mercury appearing shortly after. We drove westward out of town, so as not to "lose anything to the light" and parked in a deserted country road at around 5.30pm. We blinked into the rapidly setting Sun, then, as it grew dark the Moon appeared with Venus shining very brightly, a short distance below. Then, straining at first, we identified Mercury and Jupiter by following the line of the ecliptic. My husband tried to get some good shots of the lovely sight. It wasn't possible to get all in one frame, so he has here combined two photographs,
click on it to enlarge.




Earth's lights




And.....a golden oldie touching on the same theme: from 1969 "Light Flight" - by Pentangle


6 comments:

  1. Great post, lovely photos and reminiscent music, what more could a faithful reader want?
    XO
    WWW

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  2. You are invited to help to form what we become:


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    Aquarian Dreams

    Open your third eye
    And your fourth
    And your fifth
    Make a wish
    And wrap it up in bubblegum
    Stick it to your bedpost
    To dream itself awake
    Into your dream
    That is your life.

    There are wishes made of water
    Waving out to sea
    Caught up in grievery
    Cat-tails weeping
    Weaving eerie reverie
    Into the evening
    Into the night
    All through those dreamy,
    Unaware of the hours days.

    There are prophetic dreams.
    They haunt or
    Creep upon conscious walls.
    Tell all is not
    As simple as it seems.
    There are reasons, portents, allies.

    There are dreams
    That wishes would simply die for.
    They take us out of bounds
    Into faery realms and more.
    Sprinkling gold spun out of
    Shining love and merriment.
    Yes! The very mint
    That stamps us sold,
    That fulfills our greatest hopes,
    Flies us to heights above
    The most benign of clouds,
    Sets our spirits free.

    There are dreams
    That bind
    Define identities
    Expose deformities
    Deny extremities
    Create barriers and rifts
    Look to differences
    As definitions
    Defend what they define.

    There are dreams,
    There are dramas,
    There are visions.
    Tell me yours,
    I'll tell you mine.

    (c) Feb. 4, 2006 Laurie Corzett



    Laurie Corzett - libramoon42@mindspring.com
    http://emergingvisions.blogspot.com
    http://lunaramble.blogspot.com

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  3. And the brighest bursts of light from the supposed civilised world. Oh, the irony!

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  4. WWW ~~~ Thank you !

    Just a change of pace for Sunday. Although I'm not religious, the idea that Sunday ought to be a wee bit different lingers at times.
    :-)

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  5. Libramoon ~~~ Hi!

    Thanks for the link. I'll look in occasionally, but I'm pretty much fully ocupied with blogging for astrology just now.

    Good luck with your new forum! :-)

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  6. AN ~~~ Yes !

    I glanced out of our kitchen window yesterday evening around 7pm and the Full Moon took my breath away - it was so clear and bright, and big. I realised just how magical Sun, Moon, planets and stars must have seemed to the ancient peoples of Earth. ;-)

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