So, my wife and I joined the millions of people who crawled out of their beds (at whatever hour it was in their part of the world) to see the phenomenon known as “blood moon” – a special sort of lunar eclipse when the sun, Earth and the full moon were in alignment and the moon was passing through the Earth’s shadow.
As promised, the full moon appeared to be a coppery red color, thus the term "blood" moon. It looked red because of all the sunsets and sunrises from the Earth that were being reflected onto the lunar surface. And, during the eclipse, although it's completely in the shadow of Earth, a bit of reddish sunlight still reaches the moon.
Sadly, my small digital camera was not adequate to get a good photo, but it was still interesting to stand out in the crisp air of early morning (it was just before 5 a.m. here) to observe it and now – a few hours later – to write a few words about it.
The moon creates writers’ opportunities, as this anonymous poet (and photographer) so eloquently stated:
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