In blue deep thou wingest
posted by Chet at 11:04 AM UTCOh, these magnificent tropical dawns. Now here comes the Moon again, swimming down into the morning, pacing Jupiter, then Venus. Venus! At its brightest. Ablaze in the awakening sky at magnitude - 4.6, visible even when the Sun has climbed above the horizon. This is the daytime star that Shelley writes about in To a Skylark:
Keen as are the arrows
Of that silver sphere,
Whose intense lamp narrows
In the white dawn clear
Until we hardly see -- we feel that it is there.

