The future tugs on us, as the moon does, come what may. In a face, in a shadow, in the overflow of dream life into real life, in all the indistinct places, come what may, come what may, we wander the night gardens of our minds in search of something we can understand. Let’s speak of what we know, and then we’ll see what we hear in the silence.
Flower Moon, supermoon, blood moon. A total lunar eclipse, the closest the moon will be to earth all year, it's all happening tonight. Read all about it -- plus spring fever, pareidolia, and rabbit shadows -- in the second installment of my full moon series for The Paris Review.