Hail the Harvest Moon…
All poets say there is more to it,
than moonlight through high branches.
But me, what do I “know” about moonlight?
Sometimes I’m under those branches, calling a lost cat,
or, in the house across the road, scribbling.
The moon shines, that’s moonlight for you.
And my neighbour is out in his car again, gunning the motor.
I hope most of you got out tonight to see the harvest moon. Due to its orbit it is to be 14% larger and 30% brighter than usual. Here in Halifax it started out magnificently, but has since slipped behind the clouds (hence the old photo).
May you have more luck.