Over the years of doing this image series, I have learned to pay more attention to the moon. I find myself anticipating the rise of the full moon and am in awe of its setting. But I am also intrigued by knowing that one of my brothers is most grounded by seeing the waxing crescent moon. I read today that the Egyptian god Thoth was the god of the moon. He was also credited with inventing writing and creating languages. I find it beguiling that the god of the moon is also connected to writing. We give the moon so many names like the cold moon or winter maker moon. Tonight’s is the super moon or long night moon. For me, the movement across the dark becomes an asemic poem in the night sky.

Barn’s burnt down —
now
I can see the moon.

—Mizura Masahide, a 17th-century Japanese poet