By Anthony Hecht
Against the enormous rocks of a rough coast
The ocean rams itself in pitched assault
And spastic rage to which there is no halt;
Foam-white brigades collapse; but the huge host
Has infinite reserves; at each attack
The impassive cliffs look down in gray disdain
At scenes of sacrifice, unrelieved pain,
Figured in froth, aquamarine and black.
Something in the blood-chemistry of life,
Unspeakable, impressive, undeterred,
Expresses itself without needing a word
In this sea-crazed Empedoclean Strife.
It is a scene of unmatched melancholy,
Weather of misery, cloud cover of distress,
To which there are not witnesses, unless
One counts the briny, tough and thorned sea holly.
The most fun news item I have ever gotten to write about a Star Trek star: Patrick Stewart, Anjelica Huston, Orlando Bloom To Star In The Remains of the Piano. This cast may be as much of a wet dream for me as that of Troy.
Elvis Mitchell's review of The Matrix Reloaded in The New York Times has some marvelous commentary on the ironies of the look of the film. Not that I've seen it yet. I just found the review very interesting.
And while I was reading the Times I came across this horrific op-ed piece by Nicholas Kristof -- I need to find out where to send a donation.
Stop the FCC!
1. What drinking water do you prefer -- tap, bottle, purifier, etc.?
Anything that doesn't taste metallic or mildewed. Tap is fine except in downtown Philadelphia where all the water tastes like it's been run through a dishwasher.
2. What are your favourite flavor of chips?
Salt and vinegar.
3. Of all the things you can cook, what dish do you like the most?
Cook? Me? Hahahahaha. I make an excellent ice cream sundae.
4. How do you have your eggs?
Over medium. Though I love eggs and will eat them hard-boiled, scrambled, fried with spices, etc.
5. Who was the last person who cooked you a meal? How did it turn out?
My husband, and it was great, usually is.