Mina and I changed the windows at Arjan just before solstice - more views on TinyTheatre.
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If it was only the dark voice of the sea
That rose, or even colored by many waves;
If it was only the outer voice of sky
And cloud, of sunken coral water-walled,
However close, it would have been deep air,
The heaving speech of air, a summer sound
Repeated in a summer without end...
--from The Idea of Order at Key West, Wallace Stevens
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Beautiful image and words. As I said in Tiny, I loved to see Bryan's contribution to the scenery.
On a more personal note, I must say that "summer without end" give me the creeps ... Summer in Rio is a hell's furnace ;-)
C-that's funny, about Summer. I think in Stevens' poem there is an echo of Tennyson's version of Homer's Lotus eaters who lived in a "land where it seemed always afternooon", with the implication that work was done and everybody was sitting around, you know, chillin'
Freaking chilling...
Lovely against the sandy backdrop
Lovely sea-sidey feelings! :) xx
Has the little diver dragged all this stuff out of the ocean already...? Seems so, + now his boss/his fate/his curiosity? force him to go in one more time, although he´s very weary...
I'm w/ Claudia. The poem conjures a great image and you fulfill it.
I thought the lotus eaters were always stoned. Who wrote a book with that title...Nathaniel somebody...?
Is that diver
having a pee
turning green
the deep blue sea?
I admire Homer's Lotus Eaters but I prefer Marge's carpet slippers.
TFE- I believe Homer himself prefers donuts.
Wine-dark donuts, mmmmmmm....
ah, the diver is divine. I have always loved those diving suits.
I think it´s the first time i see sand and seashells in a window like this. and pearls and a diver, really nice window. Stevens´text is inspiring.
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