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The Glass-Bottom Blog: Cloudbursts and demolition crews
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Good Mrs. Abigail said of me, That I had a splatter Face, like an over grown School-boy.". Wednesday, August 22, 2012. Cloudbursts and demolition crews. 1 A crash blossom (via Austen. Cannot find article online): "Great white attacks seal off Carpinteria" - this is the relevant story. 2 Parallel passages. Credit for noticing these goes to Calista. A Bohumil Hrabal, I Served the King of England. B Terry Southern, "Grand Guy Grand". Books have taught me the joy of devastation: I love cloudbursts and demoli...
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The Glass-Bottom Blog: Four (thousand) holes
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Good Mrs. Abigail said of me, That I had a splatter Face, like an over grown School-boy.". Saturday, September 29, 2012. Sorry about the silence, I have been whelmed in deeper gulphs than formerly. (3. and 4. below are from today's feed; they reminded me of 1. and 2., there are probably other instances of this conceit out there.). 1 Derek Walcott, " The Schooner Flight. I'm quoting more of this than necessary, I know, but I like it a fair bit):. In idle August, while the sea soft,. Carnation milk is the ...
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The Glass-Bottom Blog: Rheumatic dewdrops
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Good Mrs. Abigail said of me, That I had a splatter Face, like an over grown School-boy.". Monday, July 9, 2012. More parallel passages (gannet picture via Calista. 1 Pasternak, " September. The moment the sun rises, it disappears. Last night, the marsh by the swimming-pool shivered with fever;. The last bell-flowers waste under the rheumatic dewdrop,. A dirty lilac stain souses the birches. Cf Geoffrey Hill, " Damon's lament for his Clorinda, Yorkshire 1654. No sooner has the sun. Of protected birds;.
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The Glass-Bottom Blog: The anticlimactic linebreak
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Good Mrs. Abigail said of me, That I had a splatter Face, like an over grown School-boy.". Saturday, December 8, 2012. It has been exceedingly long since the last post - instead I have been tumbling. Partly because this doesn't require one to write! But then it's been a busy semester. I am not sure this really merits a post but I have lately been struck by the prevalence (&, to my ear, strangeness) of the following device:. We drank Meursault, ate lobster Bombay with mango. She entertains Sir Ferdinand.
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The Glass-Bottom Blog: "We just can’t tell what they will do when they stop grinning"
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Good Mrs. Abigail said of me, That I had a splatter Face, like an over grown School-boy.". Saturday, July 7, 2012. We just can’t tell what they will do when they stop grinning". Quoted out of context, for good use of short sentences - Michael Wood in his essay on Yeats and violence. He is writing about this. Elsewhere in the piece, there is much to like, most valuably (for me) this Yeats poem, which I'd forgotten:. Now as at all times I can see in the mind’s eye,. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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The Glass-Bottom Blog: Parallel passages
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Good Mrs. Abigail said of me, That I had a splatter Face, like an over grown School-boy.". Thursday, February 21, 2013. 1 Paul Muldoon, "White Shoulders":. My heart is heavy. For I saw Fionnuala,. The Gem of the Roe," "The Flower of Sweet Strabane,". When a girl reached down into a freezer bin. To bring up my double scoop of vanilla. 2 Peter Porter, " Homage to Gaetano Donizetti. There was a sugar farmer's son (hyperthyroid). I knew who was just like Nemorino,. And a girl in the Everest Milk Bar. On that...
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The Glass-Bottom Blog: Handel with care
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Good Mrs. Abigail said of me, That I had a splatter Face, like an over grown School-boy.". Monday, June 18, 2012. Came upon one of these lately:. Here is Browne on the genre of picture (he is discussing the curvature of dolphins. And thus also must that picture be taken of a Dolphin clasping an Anchor: that is, not really, as is by most conceived out of affection unto man, conveighing the Anchor unto the ground: but emblematically, according as Pierius. I first came upon the saying in Moore's frigate-bird.
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The Glass-Bottom Blog: Spufford, Auden, Iceland, Food
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Good Mrs. Abigail said of me, That I had a splatter Face, like an over grown School-boy.". Saturday, July 7, 2012. Spufford, Auden, Iceland, Food. I just discovered that Francis Spufford had written a " Letter to Wystan Auden. Pastiching L. to L. Byron. I guess I knew about the influence of Auden on Spufford - Auden's fingerprints are all over the fairytale parts of The Child that Books Built. I’m sure that if I tried to write a novel. The cast party I held would be a flop. That way my judgment may grow ...
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The Glass-Bottom Blog: Borges and Browne; style and solitude
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Good Mrs. Abigail said of me, That I had a splatter Face, like an over grown School-boy.". Saturday, September 8, 2012. Borges and Browne; style and solitude. I have been thinking about Sir Thomas Browne lately. This has to do with stumbling upon a remark in Edmund Gosse's book, quoted in Lytton Strachey's essay. Quoted in turn in Enemies of Promise. Re which see also. Browne initially seemed to me a less dynamic and therefore less interesting writer than Donne (whose special effects are every bit as good.
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The Glass-Bottom Blog: Gold teeth
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Good Mrs. Abigail said of me, That I had a splatter Face, like an over grown School-boy.". Monday, December 31, 2012. I am sorry to have had to discover Dennis O'Driscoll through the obituaries. But this sort of thing happens oftener than one would like. Here's. A poem with an excellent beginning. I might post more of his stuff anon, but the point of this post is to pair O'Driscoll's climactic image of gold teeth:. Whatever this day holds,. We will live to see it through,. To walk down the graveled drive,.