Over the shoulders of April's winter trees..Mother Earth has thrown a pink shawl as light as the
morning breeze.. but two moons later it was tossed for her favorite: a sari of jade
of many green shades
Can one snuff the stars
or shoot the sun?
Can one kill God? the
universally indwelling Sun?
Tiny clouds and even moon
sometimes veil the sun
yet no 'sin' is mortal
All reside in Lasting Light
All Live in Love Immortal.
Over the mountains of the moon, down the valley of the shadow. Ride, boldly ride, the shade replied, in search of El Dorado.
(Leigh Brackett (1915-1978), U.S. screenwriter, and From The Novel The St. Howard Hawks. Mississippi/Alan Bourdillon Traherne (James Caan), El Dorado, line of poetry that Mississippi recites throughout the film (1966).
The dialogue is based on the poem "Eldorado," by Edgar Allen Poe.)
When I was a kid I used to tell myself the moon was a silver gong and if I could climb high enough to beat on it with both hands all my wishes would come true.
(John Dos Passos (1896-1970), U.S. novelist, poet, playwright, painter. Originally performed as The Moon Is A Gong in 1925 by the Harvard Dramatic Club. Tom in The Garbage Man, pt. 2, sc. 1, Three Plays, Harcourt, Brace and Company (1934).)