Thursday, 11 November 2004
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By Emmanuel Chabrier, Jean Sibelius, Jacques Ibert, Hugo Alfven, Alexander Borodin, Bedrich Smetana, Pyotr Il'yich Tchaikovsky, Eiji Oue
Chabrier - España Rhapsody
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Sloss Furnaces National Historic Landmark, Birmingham, AL
8 August 2004 - D30, f/3.5 1/30s, ISO-100Swift and light was the homeward commute, thirty minutes of exhilaration and European majesty where deep within the confines of the southeast the triangle rings of Chabrier and Sibelius. Brassy mountains rise in the background of woodwind fields. Poetry in la melodie. Rhythm in the colours of sound. From the speakers trickle then gush España Rhapsody saturating the air with a lilt of buoyant feet and swirling, twirling skirts. It was an other-worldly aural transport that no tailgating highway heathen could find.
I don't think there is anything more nourishing for the imagination than a good work of fiction or a fun romp between the verbs of la vie.
The more I read the more I am kicking myself for the years when I told myself I did not have the time. "Make time, Jon," I tell myself, and I should have done so. Not only has my reading speed suffered (it was nothing spectacular to begin with), but there are so many stories and elegant inversions of the adjective-noun standard that are still waiting to be discovered.
Brilliance within the text, the wordsmiths pound a wrought sentence into stately parallel structure.
Role models they become and my jealousy rightfully to them.
Laku noc
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Comments (5)
popcorn, guin? um... warm and light and loud and jumpy?
yohannis, i enjoy the poetry of what you've written :) over the past few days i've come more and more to the feeling that i need to a) get involved in my community when i'm in town and b) set aside LOTS more time for non-fashion-magazine-type reading. as in, poetry. or to keep teaching myself Old English--which is why i bought that book back in August in the first place, darn it!
huh, sorry about this reply becoming a self-rant
for some reason i love the white splotch right in the center.
in an odd way, it sums up how ive been feeling lately.
<3
Very interesting composition