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[jinian]

Big fat buttery moon rose over and behind the Aurora Bridge tonight. Nothing has crisp edges like the moon. Venus in a telescope is still too small, and she will always be too cloudy. Her edges are gentler. The harshness of the moon is what makes the magic.

If I could tell you how the moon is like Death of the Endless, I would. I can't, except that I love them the same way. The deep rightness, the foreignness, change, inimical, loving. True. (Why is constant supposed to be a synonym for true? What could be more true than waning to nothing and then returning to shine on me again every time?)

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[torquemada.livejournal.com]

The stars shining constantly, but sometimes wheeling out of the way of the world at some seasons.

[jinian.livejournal.com]

Hmm. True. They're farther away, though, like someone I just wave to, when the moon is close enough to cuddle.

[torquemada.livejournal.com]

I like you. We have a lot in common. Sister Moon is very cuddlable when she's round and happy.

I just love your imagery

[wcg.livejournal.com]

You have a wonderful way of describing astronomical things here. Y'know?

There's something about "big fat buttery moon" that gave me an immediate visualization of how it looked. Then your comment about how the moon was cuddly... Just beautiful to read.

Do you study the moon much? Would you wax poetical over Schroeter's Valley, or Sinus Iridium, or the bright fractured ejecta around Copernicus? In astronomy we have a sad saying that the moon is looked at, then overlooked. It's nice to find people who actually dwell on it.

Re: I just love your imagery

[jinian.livejournal.com]

Thank you! What a nice thing to say.

I think I am less poetic about things I don't see directly. When it gets warmer, I will go to the cabin and get my dad's nice telescope, and see if I can look at the features more closely. I'm not sure whether that will work, but I'll try.