Yinka Shonibare, Planets in My Head, Physics, 2010.
A Solar Eclipse Ella Wheeler Wilcox In that great journey of the stars through space About the mighty, all-directing Sun, The pallid, faithful Moon, has been the one Companion of the Earth. Her tender face, Pale with the swift, keen purpose of that race, Which at Time’s natal hour was first begun, Shines ever on her lover as they run And lights his orbit with her silvery smile. Sometimes such passionate love doth in her rise, Down from her beaten path she softly slips, And with her mantle veils the Sun’s bold eyes, Then in the gloaming finds her lover’s lips. While far and near the men our world call wise See only that the Sun is in eclipse.
Thank you for posting this poem. It is so beautiful and true. Totally captured me and I will save this among favourites.
I have experienced the eclipse once, it is ethereal and magic; bordering on frightening when these two forces when “mantle veils the Sun’s bold eyes” .
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Thanks Miriam. Ethereal and magic is a good way to describe it.
The moon did seem powerful today! Love the photo and poem – “veils the Sun’s bold eyes.”
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Thanks Jo. 🙂