12.12.08 ~ Groton, Connecticut
Should at that moment the full moon
Step forth upon the hill,
And memories hard to bear at noon,
By moonlight harder still,
Form in the shadows of the trees, –
Things that you could not spare
And live, or so you thought, yet these
All gone, and you still there,
A man no longer what he was,
Not yet the thing he planned…
~ Edna St. Vincent Millay
(Wine from These Grapes)
Hi,
Wow, I love that picture, black as night comes to mind, it really shows the moon in all its glory without any stars shinning.
Thank you, Mags – I felt pretty lucky that the shot came out so well!
Breathtakingly beautiful Barbara! I love the night sky and the nighttime. It’s a perfect time for “reflecting.”
Thank you, Donna. Luna is queen of the night sky, especially when reflecting off the water…
Hi. Fine pairing of photo and poem. I love Edna St. Vincent Millay’s poetry. It is true that moonlight makes every emotion seem more intense. Jane
Thank you, Jane. Edna St. Vincent Millay was one of the first and favorite poets I discovered when I was a teen.