Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Friday, August 10, 2007
Tuesday, August 07, 2007
The Pacific: The Sea
Above are details of below,
The full Courbet,
The full Carmel,
Or Balbec waters,
At Redondo?
But before all this I had drawn back my own curtains, impatient to know what Sea it was that was playing that morning by the shore... For none of those Seas ever stayed with us longer than a day. The next day there would be another, which sometimes resembled its predecessor. But I never saw the same one twice.
~Place-names: The Place, À la recherche du temps perdu, Marcel Proust, Volume I, 1919, (Moncrieff-Kilmartin), page 757.
Thursday, August 02, 2007
Work in Progress
By the shores of Gitche Gumee,
By the shining Big-Sea-Water,
Stood the wigwam of Nokomis,
Daughter of the Moon, Nokomis.
Dark behind it rose the forest,
Rose the black and gloomy pine-trees,
Rose the firs with cones upon them;
Bright before it beat the water,
Beat the clear and sunny water,
Beat the shining Big-Sea-Water.
By the shining Big-Sea-Water,
Stood the wigwam of Nokomis,
Daughter of the Moon, Nokomis.
Dark behind it rose the forest,
Rose the black and gloomy pine-trees,
Rose the firs with cones upon them;
Bright before it beat the water,
Beat the clear and sunny water,
Beat the shining Big-Sea-Water.
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