A Blue Moon Is A Rare Orb.

Read to Me, My Darling. Handmade collage. Torn magazine and catalog illustrations (NY Times T Magazine 3/5/2017 and Anthropologie lookbook 4/2017), tissue paper, acrylic paint, and gold paint pen on a white sketchbook page, with artist and studio seals. ~7.5x10 inches (~19x25 cm), 4/16/2017.

Clouds, 7 PM July 7, 2017, Parsippany, NJ.

Lunar Eclipse, January 31, 2018

7 AM EST / 8 PM AWST

Your setting sun Is rising for me. My setting Moon Is rising for you. In the cold morning, I… In the warm evening, you…      Set out to watch      Our belovèd orb      Cross Earth’s shadow.

Climbing the highest Place I can reach Near home (The metal stands Of the local sports field), I catch but a Glimpse Of shadow —Like eyeliner— On the upper limb, Before the Moon Is tangled in bare Winter branches As it drops behind First Watchung Mountain.

You, meanwhile, Are by the lake, Watching the Moon Rise from the Western Desert, A picnic set out, And the crowded sounds Of a busy summer night All around. You’ll see the whole show, As the Moon turns From buttery disc To ashy cinder To glowing coal And back again.

Your sky isn’t my sky, Nor is my earth yours. Yet we are linked, Sharing Sun, Sharing Moon, Sharing words. Half a world apart, Linked As friends.

© Sealanehill 2018

@soulreserve

Ten thousand miles

Between us

Threads of photons

Connect us

Streams of heart words

Inspire us

Unsought blessings

Enmesh us.

@soulreserve

My Australian Muse and I are reading the words of you and sealanehill to each other. She stops and says, "Oh Adam, I think they're like us". I don't really have anything to ask, but I think it's worth saying.

aww <3 thank you for that.

Well, I am learning a lot from @sealanehill and it’s a friendship I enjoy.There is much musing involved, sure :P

Not Yet Civil Dawn, New Jersey, 2018-05-01 5:12 AM EDT

Digital collage: five variations.

Approaching Storm , P.M. Rush Hour, N.J. Route 24, 8/8/2018

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Shed Door Latch, Maryland, 12/28/2017.