Did we really drive 1000 miles to southern Illinois and back to view the eclipse? Indeed we did. It was two minutes of awe-inspiring amazement (and hours of bumper-to-bumper highway driving and backroads after we ditched the crowds.) The sky during totality was other-worldly and glorious, like nothing I’d ever seen.
We were well-equipped for sky gazing, with eclipse glasses and solar filter film covering our binoculars and telescope. The elder offspring took many photos through the telescope, and we were able to see sunspots and solar flares. Here are several of those spectacular photos (all eclipse photos © Jake Conner) and a poem inspired by the day.
Bite by bite
the moon swallows the sun,
leaving a crooked smile.
The grin grows thinner,
a curtain of darkness descends,
melting humid air.
Clouds of starlings sweep the sky,
spectral sunset falls
in every direction.
All at once the heavens blaze,
dancing fire rings the moon,
phantom sun glows a ghostly light.
As if in a dream, the moment passes.
The solar crescent flips and waxes.
The moon surrenders the spotlight,
disgorging the growing sun.
–©Buffy Silverman, August 21, 2017
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