Parking Lot and Evening Star

This beautiful sunset reminded me of Tennyson's poem,
except -- as I observed to Gerry -- no evening star.
But wait . . .

The Evening Star

Tonight, for the first time in many years,
there appeared to me again
a vision of the earth’s splendor:

in the evening sky
the first star seemed
to increase in brilliance
as the earth darkened

until at last it could grow no darker.
And the light, which was the light of death,
seemed to restore to earth
its power to console. There were
no other stars. Only the one
whose name I knew

as in my other life I did her
injury: Venus,
star of the early evening,

to you I dedicate
my vision, since on this blank surface

you have cast enough light
to make my thought
visible again.

Louise Glück
American Poet (b 1943)

. . . merely one minute later,
I took a second picture,
and there was Venus
(along with a very small cloud, just underneath)!

More by Gluck
another sunset poem: "Parable"
also "Iris" & "Penelope"

Above photos taken November 9, 2024
~ 6 weeks before the Winter Solstice ~
now, we're almost 6 weeks beyond the Shortest Day.

Yet, as I said before, I crave the dark days
and find them restorative.