Thursday, February 9, 2012

Like a Big Pizza Pie


A stock image, like a cliche, is just that because it's so true. After a busy and varied day with some annoyances, I drove home from a painfully amateur student reading of a painfully amateur screenplay. The moon looked exactly like that image and was front and center for about two miles. I remember a song from long ago sung, if I remember correctly, by Vic Damone -- or maybe Perry Como -- with the lines "when the moon hits your eye/ like a big pizza pie. That's amore." Amore hasn't particularly been on my mind but a moon like that is sure to bring cliches and trite memories.

As for stars, I don't quite understand the phenomenon -- when I first looked up, from a place where a tallish building blocks the moon, I saw only a couple of very bright stars; but there were many trees overhead as well. Later on, out in the open, I still saw only the few very, very bright stars, not a sky full as I see in the summer. I know they don't go into hibernation in the winter. Maybe there were high clouds that I couldn't really see. It's a moon to write a poem about and I'm going to give that a shot before I go to bed this evening.

4 comments:

FOLKWAYS NOTEBOOK said...

I would image it was high clouds masking the stars -- barbara

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June Calender said...

I think you're right, Barbara.

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June Calender said...

I think you're right, Barbara.

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