The Comet

I am the Comet, racing through space, making my way on my orbit around the sun, the planets and my fellow comets.

In August of 1797 I came past the blue planet Earth and a woman was the first to see me. She was very excited and decided I was hers to claim. She rode ahorse for thirty miles to let the men at Greenwich know that I was hers. For her I meant luck. For most people on the blue planet I was thought to be a bad omen.An evil Mercury, bringer of bad tidings.

Some days later another woman saw me make my lighted way through space. She decided I was bringing good. But she was mistaken, for her and her loved ones I truly was the Mercury to be feared. I do not decide those matters. I just make my way through space on the route set for me by the laws of gravity, speed and movement.

I am the Comet.

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Rönnells

“Peter Cornell hyllade Sofie Proos The Comet of 1797 i Expressen i helgen. Köp den hos oss. "I sitt anspråkslösa format inbjuder den till en fri lek mellan text och bild och genrer: här samsas biografiska notiser med citat, kommentarer av kometen själv och speglarnas vittnesmål om vad som passerar förbi. De interfolieras med svartvita bilder, mjuka akvarellporträtt i en romantisk pastisch och dramatiska etsningar av den mäktiga kometen som tycks betrakta de lidelsefulla förvecklingarna på jorden.
Himlakroppens närvaro låter oss se den lilla världens mänskliga komedi på distans som i ett teleskop, ett perspektiv från universum."

Link to: Rönnells antikvariat and bookstore