Nature Narratives in Fiction & Photography
The words "five years" always make me think of the opening track on David Bowie's Ziggy Stardust album: News had just come overWe had five years left to cry inNews guy wept and told usEarth was really dying... - from "Five Years", by David Bowie Apocalyptic lyrics seem especially appropriate when I say that five... Continue Reading →
Pressing his forehead to the cool window, Ash blocked out his companions and watched the pale, pocked surface blossom into detail. Solar panels winked like fallen stars around the rim of Shackleton crater. The colony itself, a cluster of domes joined by tubelike corridors, made raised scars on the moon’s skin. Compared to the glittering seas... Continue Reading →
Wednesday. I hit the alarm, staggered to the bathroom to get ready for work…and gasped as a cosmic pearl dazzled my bleary eyes. At 5:45 AM, the moon still hung over the field behind my house, shrouded in lavender dawn clouds. The sight was breathtaking, and appropriate: it’s not just Wednesday, it’s Moon Day! July... Continue Reading →
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