Moon Over Zion National Park (5/20/15) — Image by kenne
The moon hangs above Zion,
indifferent to cameras,
indifferent to me.
I adjust the tripod anyway—
an old man’s argument
with impermanence.
Archive for the ‘Full moon’ Tag
Moon Over Zion 2 comments
Moonlit Sky 2 comments
Moonlit Sky — Image by kenne
This full moon—
a polished mirror of the old sun—
turns the night tender,
makes every shadow gentle.
— kenne
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December Full Moon with Effects 1 comment
December 29, 2020 Full Moon with Effects — Images by kenne
My soul’s shadow
raps around the moon.
My heart is resting
in a bed of dreams.
My eyes open wide
just before dawn.
— kenne
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Full Moon Over Double Bayou — Photo-Artistry by kenne
“The moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to.”
– Carl Sandburg
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A Dead Saguaro in the Darkness of a Full Moon — Image by kenne
The Listeners
Is there anybody there?’ said the Traveller,
Knocking on the moonlit door;
And his horse in the silence champed the grasses
Of the forest’s ferny floor:
And a bird flew up out of the turret,
Above the Traveller’s head:
And he smote upon the door again a second time;
‘Is there anybody there?’ he said.
But no one descended to the Traveller;
No head from the leaf-fringed sill
Leaned over and looked into his grey eyes,
Where he stood perplexed and still.
But only a host of phantom listeners
That dwelt in the lone house then
Stood listening in the quiet of the moonlight
To that voice from the world of men:
Stood thronging the faint moonbeams on the dark stair,
That goes down to the empty hall,
Hearkening in an air stirred and shaken
By the lonely Traveller’s call.
And he felt in his heart their strangeness,
Their stillness answering his cry,
While his horse moved, cropping the dark turf,
’Neath the starred and leafy sky;
For he suddenly smote on the door, even
Louder, and lifted his head:—
‘Tell them I came, and no one answered,
That I kept my word,’ he said.
Never the least stir made the listeners,
Though every word he spake
Fell echoing through the shadowiness of the still house
From the one man left awake:
Ay, they heard his foot upon the stirrup,
And the sound of iron on stone,
And how the silence surged softly backward,
When the plunging hoofs were gone.
— Walter de la Mare
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December Full Moon — Photo-Artistry by kenne
December full moon
The desert nights chill the air
Keep fire nearby.
— kenne
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Setting October Moon — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Sadness of the Moon
Tonight, the moon is full of laziness —
Like a beauty reclining on many cushions
Before going to sleep, with light and distracted touch,
Caressing the contours of her breasts.
Upon the satin backs of soft avalanches
She abandons herself to the touch of her own hands,
And faintly looks down upon pale white visions
That climb into space like tropical vines.
From time to time, in her lonely delirium,
She lets a quick tear shoot across the sky.
And a pious poet, awake all through the night,
Takes this pale tear like a fragment of opal
Into the palm of his hand, and places it within his heart,
Far from the eyes of the sun.
— Charles Baudelaire
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Summer Solstice Full Moon — Image by kenne
“Summer night is like a perfection of thought.”
— Wallace Stevens
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Full Moon Over The Sea Of Cortez (January 25, 2016) Image by kenne
I had a paper moon. Stamped and certified. Mine was
a colonia moon, a barrio moon, a suburban moon. I
knew where I was, where I was supposed to be, where
I was allowed to go, and that was anywhere. We lived
the outhouse moon, the tortilla moon, the channel
12 bullfight Tijuana moon. And then we migrated
north, like monarchs, following the light.
. . . My moon rose over tidy houses.
— from the poem “Codex Luna” by Luis Alberto Urrea
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Capturing The Moment — Full Moon Over Blackett’s Ridge 2 comments
Full Moon Along the Blackett’s Ridge Trail in Sabino Canyon — Image by kenne
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Capturing The Moment — September Super Moon Leave a comment
2014 September Super Moon — Image by kenne
A special full moon
Shine on, shine on harvest moon
For this special month.
— kenne
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Capturing The Moment — Moon Over Zion National Park 5 comments
Moon Over Zion National Park (June 9, 2014, this waxing gibbous moon appeared high in the east at sunset.
It was more than half-lighted, but less than full — three days from a full moon) — Image by kenne
waxing gibbous moon
Waxing poetic
On a waxing gibbous moon,
Haiku at it’s worse.
— kenne
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Yellow Cactus Flowers Blooming On The Night of The Full Moon — Image by kenne
The color of spring
Can be many bright colors,
Yellow’s number one.
— kenne
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Alone In The Night Shadows II 6 comments
Alone In The Night Shadows II — Image by kenne
Alone in the night shadows
Abandoned in the darkness
Tall sentinels raise their arms
In the light of the full moon
Facing the old ranch house
Where the poet is signing
As the night-raven sings
In concert with howling coyotes
Under the alluring moonlight.
– kenne
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Alone In The Night Shadows — Image by kenne
Alone in the night shadows
Abandoned in the darkness
Tall sentinels raise their arms
When the full moon is out
Facing the old ranch house
Where the poet is signing
As the night-raven sings
In concert with howling coyotes
Under the trembling moonlight.
— kenne
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