The Heaven

Poul Anderson has taught us, or at least me, to appreciate:

descriptions of the night sky;

in particular, descriptions of the Milky Way whether seen from a planetary surface or from within a spaceship;

descriptions of scenery appealing to three or more of the senses.

I now notice such descriptions in the works of other authors especially when their styles are very different from Anderson's, e.g.:

"The night was perfect and all the winds were still. The heaven was one great hatchment flaunting in all its splendour the lovely mystery of bearings we call the stars. The countryside was sleeping, and, but for a sentinel owl, we might have had the world to ourselves."
-Dornford Yates, Storm Music (London, 1934), CHAPTER II, pp. 62-63.

See also:

Literary Writing In The 1930s
Different Descriptions

(Yates never refers to "the Milky Way" as such.)

Look how the floor of heaven

Is thick inlaid with patens of bright gold.

-copied from here.