Holding Up the Sun

“By day the banished sun circles the earth like a grieving mother with a lamp.”
― Cormac McCarthy, The Road

Mural by Richard Ross
Deep Ellum, Dallas, Texas

“See,” Sasha muttered, eyeing the sun. “It’s mine.”
― Jennifer Egan, A Visit from the Goon Squad

Richard Ross, Deep Ellum, Dallas, Texas

Richard Ross, Deep Ellum, Dallas, Texas

“Here I came to the very edge
where nothing at all needs saying,
everything is absorbed through weather and the sea,
and the moon swam back,
its rays all silvered,
and time and again the darkness would be broken
by the crash of a wave,
and every day on the balcony of the sea,
wings open, fire is born,
and everything is blue again like morning. ”
― Pablo Neruda