On this day during which many in the US experienced the totality of a solar eclipse, I stayed in Maryland and, on the roof of my condo-building -- along with one of my sons and two of my granddaughters and an array of neighbors -- saw the darkening as about 80% of the sun was covered by the moon. This event -- the view of the eclipsed sun, the darkened day -- was far more interesting and exciting than I had expected.
AND, thanks to my neighbor, poet and translator Yvette Neisser, I have been introduced to some poetry about the sun. She has shared Solar Poems by Homero Aridjis (City Lights, 2010, translated by George McWhirtier). Here are several stanzas from the opening poem . . .
The Sun’s poem is infinite,
we can only paint it in words,
said the painter
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Monday, August 21, 2017
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