This morning I happened to get up at the astronomical dawn.
Crisp, cold and windy outside,
warm and quite comfortable inside.
Looking out the window to the eastern sky,
I saw a light so bright,
I couldn’t tell if it was an approaching jet. Was it moving?
Concentrating,
no, not moving.
But it’s too big to be Venus.
Like four times bigger!
Maybe it’s a comet?
(No, If it were, somebody would have said something by now.)
Must be a vision blur distortion.
So I washed my face,
brushed my teeth,
then looked again as the pink and blue dawn tempered the brilliance:
Now I see, yes, it’s Venus.
…The planet of Love.
So showy.
So many promises.
Literature, meet Science:
Sulfurous gasses.
Shining so beautiful.
(02/02/2022)
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