Picture: night moon, two days after wolf moon, between the Plough and Orion (though my phone is no good at taking pictures of stars)
You wonderful, mysterious, erratic moon,
You wandering lune,
What do you get up to
In your nocturnal peregrinations?
I thought I had you figured out.
You rise above the cherry tree
And make your way along the garden
To hang suspended at its end
On winter mornings.
But your wolf full moon rose somewhere else
And then you seemed to go into reverse.
I’d love to be an astronomer
But all these orbiting spheres in the sky
With their different and contrary trajectories
Sometimes make me want to cry.
The moon this morning at about 7.30am.
Astronomy talk: The moon follows the ecliptic path of the earth and the ecliptic is the plane in which the earth orbits the sun.
One day, I will really get my head round this stuff. For the time being, I shall just continue to enjoy the beauty of the moon.