St. Patrick’s Day Sunset

Could there have been a more generous sunset,
and on St. Patrick’s Day yet?

The perfectly clear, but not empty sky
silhouetted the naked tree line at the top
of the neighbor’s pasture field.
To the right, three does grazed
unaware of my distant spying.

Above them, as if it mattered, Venus shown
bright and true, and still higher above her
the first sliver of March’s eventual full moon
cradled the amazing earthshine tenderly, boldly,
for all who cared to see to see.

I saw. I cared, glad for St. Paddy’s celestial gift.
I don’t know about the deer though.

Bruce Stambaugh
March 17, 2010

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4 responses to “St. Patrick’s Day Sunset

  1. The deer are currently eating at you new green plants to celebrate St. Pats day…very cute verse from you.

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  2. Mic

    Bruce,

    I just came in from admiring this evening’s western sky to find your tribute to it. I always love to see those thin crescents with earthshine in the presence of a planet or two. Count me as one who cared to see…

    Mic

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