When you just don’t have a camera ready
Capturing Solar Dances
The sun, from its distant observation, shone
It’s light upon the far side of the moon,
Which hung out past our horizon;
A vast cloud bank over the mountains.
In the purple sky above a rising line of blue
Tinged yellow, the glow curled around
The curve of the moon – its back to Venus,
Reflecting the same light in
Full resplendence from much further away.
Had I had a camera, which could have
Captured the four Solar dancers
Through the window of the aeroplane
The way my eye did, well, it would have
Made a wonderful photo. But I didn’t.
Yet the scene is still forever captured;
Set in the store of my memory,
Seared upon my retina and etched
By my very nerve cells which shall
Never let me forget it.
I wrote this on the plane on the way to Israel last week as we flew the length of the Mediterranean. I had my phone on airplane mode, but it just couldn’t do the scene justice, so I didn’t even bother.
Posted on February 17, 2016, in poetry, Uncategorized, Writing and tagged aeroplane, airplane, dancing, daybreak, memories, memory, moonrise, nature poetry, nerves, new moon, photo, poem, poetry, retina, solar system, sunrise, venus. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.