Though they cannot be deciphered,
cannot become lighter,
all moments will shine
if you cut them open,
glisten like entrails in the sun.
— Sara Eliza Johnson, from “As the Sickle Moon Guts a Cloud” from “Bone Map: Poems” (Milkweed Editions; September 16, 2014)
Notes:
- DK Time Lapse. October 9, 2024. Cove Island Park, Stamford, CT. More photos of yesterday’s glorious sunrise here.
- Post Title & Inspiration: Aldous Huxley: “It’s dark because you are trying too hard. Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly. Yes, feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply. Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them.
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Oh My!!!!!
Absolutely STUNNING Dave!!! 👍👍👍
Thank you Paul! It was spectacular!
Like the ceiling was being pulled away!
Exactly!!!!!
Breathtaking..
It was!!!! Thank you!
yes, and such a lovely opening to the day, like flying
Exactly Beth!
One of you best!
Thank you Melinda!
Beautiful time lapse photos.
The poem, though, I don’t think I’m a fan of this image of Johnson’s – “glisten like entrails in the sun.” Entrails? … Oh well….
neither am I
Laughing! OK!
So many different visions of beauty, in such a short amount of time… wow
Agree Laila. Beautiful sunrise.
go away ye clouds…. i love Dale‘s description! I‘m here for the stunning timelapse but not for the poem.
We’ll take it! Thanks!