Baulking at shadows
28Aug07
I took my son outside to show him the lunar eclipse before he slept. I felt his small body shiver on this warm evening as he looked up at the half-shadowed lunar surface and said,
“I want to go inside, I don’t like it.”
And now I’m finding the red moon disturbing as I sit here in the dark, with it peering down at me. I don’t like it either, this strange new body that has been seduced into orbit by the alluring green/white/blue of Earth.
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