the moon is being covered in a bridal veil,
preparing for its marriage to the sun,
the stars shining as attendants.
It amazes me to think that not only can the shadow of the earth cover the moon, the power to cover the moon is just roving out through the galaxy like an inverse spotlight. The moon can be seen only as a brilliant edge and a mauve smear in the sky at the moment. In the moment it takes for me to move from the window to my seat, the glow has shrunk still further. It's not like a crescent moon, where the other 60% is just totally blotto. It looks like someone spilled fast-spreading ink on a circle of wet paper
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