Saturday, July 08, 2006

bad moon rising?

just now, on our balcony: the moon, the moon, and the moon. *S*

second song of the day: belle & sebastian - waiting for the moon to rise


Sam of the ten thousand things said...

I really go for these pictures. Thanks for posting. Makes me think of Jack Kerouac--

The moon her magic be, big sad face
Of infinity. As illuminated clay ball
Manifesting many gentlemanly remarks

She kicks a star, clouds foregather
In Scimitar shape, to round her
Cradle out, upsidedown any old time

You can also let the moon fool you
With imaginary orange-balls
Of blazing imaginary light in fright

As eyeballs, hurt & foregathered,
Wink to the wince of the seeing
Of a little sprightly otay

Which projects spikes of light
Out the round smooth blue balloon
Ball full of mountains and moons

Deep as the ocean, high as the moon,
Low as the lowliest river lagoon
Fish in the Tar and pull in the Spar

Billy de Bud and Hanshan Emporer
And all wall moongazers since
Daniel Machree. Yeats see

Gaze at the moon ocean marking the face

In some cases
The moon is you

In any case
The moon

michi said...

i am a moon child, sam, always adored her. she makes me restless when approaching full. :)
thanks for stopping by!