Monday, December 31, 2007
Sunday, December 30, 2007
Friday, December 28, 2007
Vartouche Muktana
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Shelley
Bust of Percy Bysshe Shelley sculpted in driftrock on that Tuscany shore, then cast to the sea as his pyre burned. Oh, lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud! Speculation has it his doppelgänger, who had warned him of his death a month earlier, was the sculptor. Tell that its sculptor well those passions read which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things.. and hear the sea breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony.
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Monday, December 24, 2007
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Saturday, December 22, 2007
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Pope Giuseppe I
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Monday, December 17, 2007
Sunday, December 16, 2007
Saturday, December 15, 2007
Nefertiti
Friday, December 14, 2007
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Monday, December 10, 2007
Sunday, December 09, 2007
Aeolus
How a floating island can contain deep caverns, I sure as hell don't know - but Aeolia had them and they were jam-packed with gusts and gales and even a zephyr or two. Aeolus, a man of winds, dealt them out as need be at the bidding of Olympus.
Some such wind blew in Odysseus's ship and they bivouacked there awhile. When the time finally came to shove off, Aeolus presented to Odysseus a leather bag containing every breeze but the one that blows from the west. They sailed east.
One may wonder how they made it as far as they did, but eventually they came in sight of their home shores. It was then the crew got to wondering what sort of plunder the captain was hiding in the bag, so they opened it and released the winds. The sails filled and the ship was off again. When Aeolus heard, he wasn't amused, as the misuse of wind was a serious matter in those days. He refused to deal out anymore of the stuff, and so becalmed, the crew had to eat a lot of beans to get moving again. In the wrong direction, of course.
Some such wind blew in Odysseus's ship and they bivouacked there awhile. When the time finally came to shove off, Aeolus presented to Odysseus a leather bag containing every breeze but the one that blows from the west. They sailed east.
One may wonder how they made it as far as they did, but eventually they came in sight of their home shores. It was then the crew got to wondering what sort of plunder the captain was hiding in the bag, so they opened it and released the winds. The sails filled and the ship was off again. When Aeolus heard, he wasn't amused, as the misuse of wind was a serious matter in those days. He refused to deal out anymore of the stuff, and so becalmed, the crew had to eat a lot of beans to get moving again. In the wrong direction, of course.