For a year during my college days I went to South Korea to teach and to learn. As Dickens once penned, “…it was the season of light, it was the season of darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair…” During one long night I wrote my then girlfriend Heather (now wife) a poem about her being the unseen part of a crescent moon holding me and being a part of me, even though that part at times isn’t visible. I think I went on to say something horribly sappy about the moon having its cycles and would, much like us, be complete again. In my terribly sentimental ways I imagined Heather looking out her window while reading my letter—maybe because I was looking out my window, much like Heather is in this photo, while I wrote it (I was worst than Fievel singing “somewhere out there.”) I’m grateful now that I need only to look to my left at night to see her sleeping next to me.
3 comments in “Moon Thoughts”
August 5th, 2007 at 19:18
So you sleep on the right too? I thought Doug and I were the only ones with the male on the right and the girl on the left (when you look from the foot of the bed)
August 5th, 2007 at 23:41
Yeah strange as it sounds we find that we will sleep on “our” side no matter where we are. Habit I guess. Me on left, Heather on right from foot of bed.
August 6th, 2007 at 8:18
funny… i manage to take up both sides of the bed
guess i’m still singing “somewhere out there…” andrew; good to see your website and book. but it’s also a treat to have one of your regular posts back up, with both a stunning visual image and your reflective commentary to enjoy!
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