We, here in Missouri, have been struggling to describe it, to come up with the words for last Monday when the moon slid neatly across the sun like the lid on a - what - manhole? Annie Dillard said it better. In 1982, she wrote about an eclipse in her collection, “Teaching a Stone to Talk.” She didn’t mention anything about manholes but described how “the sky snapped over the sun like a lens cover.” And how snow-covered mountains rose from valleys of orchards and golden slopes.
TWO MINUTES IN THE BOOM LIGHT
TWO MINUTES IN THE BOOM LIGHT
TWO MINUTES IN THE BOOM LIGHT
We, here in Missouri, have been struggling to describe it, to come up with the words for last Monday when the moon slid neatly across the sun like the lid on a - what - manhole? Annie Dillard said it better. In 1982, she wrote about an eclipse in her collection, “Teaching a Stone to Talk.” She didn’t mention anything about manholes but described how “the sky snapped over the sun like a lens cover.” And how snow-covered mountains rose from valleys of orchards and golden slopes.