"The glacier knocks in the cupboard, The desert sighs in the bed, And the crack in the teacup opens A lane to the land of the dead."

-W.H. Auden

Sunday, August 30, 2020

Go And Catch A Falling Star


The summer, which began mere moments and also a million years ago, is beginning to dwindle. It's been full of far too much and nothing at all. Among those moments  -  during that hazy period we called July  - was the appearance of comet NEOWISE. While it was faintly visible from the end of our street, it wasn't quite visible enough to be sure you weren't imagining a milky streak in the sky. With this in mind, we headed into the hills above town to have a look.

We traipsed up and down the roads around the lake while bats flitted and wheeled above us. I broke away from the squabbling others (the hills were too steep, the walk was too long) and followed my instinct up a trail that led above the tree line. After a space of that particular summer quiet while my eyes adjusted to the dark, I suddenly saw. As otherworldly as any star but seeming all the more so for its novelty, the comet appeared, faint, but most definitely there, and before the others arrived - just for a moment -  my own secret. 

image source NASA 


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