On a cool Minnesota evening in 1986, my astronomy class met on the observatory roof to peer through a large telescope of some sort at Orion, which must have been particularly visible that night. Two friends stood near the edge of the building where the moonlight was its most silver and serenaded the class with a heartfelt rendition of Blue Moon.
The moon, with its bright winking eyes, silent glow, and acres of mystery is an oft wished-for destination, and the locus of many a love song. Enjoy our playlist of moon songs. It’s fuller than a full moon.
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Maureen Doallas says
Moon River, wider than a mile. . .
I used to play that, when I used to play piano.