Word: moone
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...like face. Using attitude-control jets, ground controllers could position the space mirrors to direct the reflected rays of the sun down toward the night side of the earth. The reflection could illuminate a circular area approximately 220 miles in diameter with nearly twice the brightness of the full moon...
Phoebe, Saturn's ninth moon, was discovered in 1898, and astronomers have been vainly looking for others ever since. Their long quest has finally been rewarded. French Astronomer Audouin Dollfus reported last week that he had found another friend for Phoebe-a tenth moon orbiting close to the outer edge of Saturn's rings...
...determined search for the new moon had actually been hindered by the spectacular rings, which reflect sunlight brilliantly, obscuring other objects in the vicinity of the planet. But though the rings are wide, they are also incredibly thin-perhaps even less than a foot thick. Thus every 14 years or so, when the earth passes through Saturn's equatorial plane and astronomers can get an edge-on view of the rings, their glow practically disappears. In place of their familiar, disklike shape, the rings appear as a faint, straight line, much like the side view of a phonograph record...
...song like Eleanor Rigby ("Wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door") to the Eliotesque elegance of Simon & Garfunkel's Dangling Conversation ("Like a poem poorly written/We are verses out of rhythm/ Couplets out of rhyme . . ."), the subject matter goes far beyond the moon-June lyrics of the past...
Faceless, armless, toeless, sexless and potbellied, the figures could be store dummies, moon men, dolls, Oscars, or medical textbook diagrams. Ever since their creator, Sculptor Ernest Trova, 39, presented them as "falling men" on rotating wheels and bolted six together into a giant humanoid child's jack for a Famous-Barr department-store exhibition in St. Louis in 1964, the debate has raged over what the little men mean...