October 8, 2014
I sat in the car for a while when I got to work this morning and watched the moon set. And when it was out of view, I walked up to the third floor and found a window in an empty conference room and watched it a bit longer. And no one seemed to notice either me or the moon. Which is a pity.
It was a magnificent sight this morning. The moon in nearly total eclipse sinking out of view as the sun rose on the other side. And I saw my colleagues walk from their cars to the building without so much as a glance. I saw college students waiting at the bus stop with their heads buried in their phones.
And meanwhile, a ghostly moon was drifting slowly toward the horizon. The ghostly galleon of poetic fame.
I just wish I had a westward facing window in my apartment so that I might have watched it longer.