[meteorite-list] Service for Moon-Lovers

From: MexicoDoug <mexicodoug_at_meteoritecentral.com>
Date: Fri, 17 Jun 2016 14:46:57 -0400
Message-ID: <1555faffcc1-29fc-17f2_at_webprd-m108.mail.aol.com>

"There are strange things done in the midnight sun by the men who moil for gold;
The Arctic trails have their secret tales that would make your blood run cold;"

"To know the Moon as few men may, one must be just a little fey".

The author was an adventurer who arrived in the Alaskan gold rush and worked in a bank there, so he had some stories to tell. I recommend reading some of these to see if you like them, if your wings are ever clipped. Hope the formatting goes through well as this should appear a wall of text. I've given a link at the bottom in case that happens.

...As quiet as a toad I sit
And tell my tale of days to it;
The tessellated yarn I've spun
In thirty spells of star and sun.

And the Moon listens pensively,
As placid as a lamb to me;
Until I think there's just us two
In silver world of mist and dew.

In all of spangled space, but I
To share moon-struck in the sky;
Of billion beings I alone
To praise the Moon as still as stone.

And seal a bond between us two,
Closer than mortal ever knew;
For as mute masses I intone
The Moon is mine and mine alone.

...Until one night the Moon alone
Will look upon a graven stone. . . .
I wonder will it miss me then,
Its lover more than other men?

Or will my wistful ghost be there,
Down ages dim to stare and stare,
On silver nights without a stir--
The Moon's Eternal Worshipper?

(R.W. Service, Bar-Room Ballads, 1940)
complete verse available at:
http://www.robertwservice.com/modules/smartsection/item.php?itemid=334

Kindest wishes,
Doug
Received on Fri 17 Jun 2016 02:46:57 PM PDT


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