Sunday, March 20, 2011

Seasons to Live

Last nights moon was a super "perigee moon"--the biggest in almost 20 years. Full Moons vary in size because of the oval shape of the Moon's orbit. It was an ellipse with one side (perigee) about 50,000 km closer to Earth than the other (apogee) we typically see. Nearby perigee moons are about 14% bigger and 30% brighter than lesser moons that occur on the apogee side of the Moon's orbit. The full Moon of last night occurred less than one hour away from perigee--a near-perfect coincidence1 that happens only 18 years or so.

A perigee full Moon brings with it slightly higher"perigean tides," but is not, as claimed by many on the Internet, a portent of natural disasters, except for poetry.



Why should there be
a season to living

Find what you love
not in time's transaction
but in rich round fruit
tasting not of limits

The beauty of the earth
savored like the thought

of heaven
The souls sweet season
is within yourself
heat more sudden than June

Torrents of rain,
moods somber in snow
grievings alone
or unsubdued ecstasies
when the Spring water flows
drenching the warm earth

All desires and all losses
Gusty passions
on wet roads of Summer nights;
in the golden rush of Autumn,
and the blaze of Winter fire.
fueling the heart's heat.

- Brigid 2011



15 comments:

Carteach0 said...

Sweet words. Has an Elliot flavor to them.

Brigid said...

T.S. Eliot wrote of the heart's heat. I always liked that phrase. Thanks.

North said...

I don't even consider myself well read at all when it comes to poetry and I had thoughts of (not gonna resort to Google to get this right) "The Love Song of something something Prufrock". (That was almost 30 years ago, people, my recall isn't what it used to be. I am not Prince Valiant, nor was meant to be...)

Tango Juliet said...

And here I thought a "perigree" was some kind of bird.

Nice poem though.

Stephen said...

I have been looking forward to this moon for weeks. But we got unseasonal cloud cover. Bummer. Beautiful poem Brigid.

Rev. Paul said...

Layers of meaning in that poems - re-reading it reveals a bit more each time. Nice photos, too.

Kathy said...

Beautiful post Brigid.

Hat Trick said...

Beautiful poem Brigid.

Missed the perigee moon last night. Clouded over here too.

stopsign said...

Love the pic. of the moon and a beautiful poem. Thanks

Old NFO said...

Very nice as always Brigid, and that WAS a big moon! :-)

Joan of Argghh! said...

A beauteous poem, Brigid.

The Psalmist said that the "sun would not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night."

I exclaimed on it last night, as I watched such a lovely, terrible rising of the blood-red moon ghosting behind the mist of the east winds along the ocean. It makes one feel rather small and vulnerable in the grand play of the galaxies.

Brigid said...

Rev Paul - layers of meaning? Hmm. The roads of summer in my dreams might include a 5.4 L, Modular 500 hp supercharged V8. So yes, some deeper meanings.

Mike said...

Brigid,

OK...well, I do recall a time when you were driving and we really needed to get away from some people that had decided I was someone they really wanted to spend more time with. And, I definately did NOT want to spend time with them.

As I recall, I nearly got out of the car you were driving and got in with them!

SWModel66

Larry said...

The new Shelby GT500 has 550 hp this year, not 500. ;)
So you have good taste in cars, let's talk about trucks...
(just kidding, my truck is a 62 Chevy)

Keads said...

Ok, you watched Bullitt ten times?
I am impressed!

From an autobiography from Iacocca: Every time Mr. Ford shook hands with Mr. Shelby it cost the company a million dollars. Not bad for a chicken farmer!

Nice cars! Owned a 67 for about an hour. Interesting story!