| A Crocodile | ||
| by Thomas Lovell Beddoes | ||
Hard by the lilied Nile I saw A duskish river-dragon stretched along, The brown habergeon of his limbs enamelled With sanguine almandines and rainy pearl: And on his back there lay a young one sleeping, No bigger than a mouse; with eyes like beads, And a small fragment of its speckled egg Remaining on its harmless, pulpy snout; A thing to laugh at, as it gaped to catch The baulking merry flies. In the iron jaws Of the great devil-beast, like a pale soul Fluttering in rocky hell, lightsomely flew A snowy trochilus, with roseate beak Tearing the hairy leeches from his throat. | ||
A woman "of a certain age" with a certain attitude writes for others of similar persuasion. Men allowed.
Saturday, January 29, 2011
No Comment
anything at all would be superfluous.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
The Attorney General of California
looks like a movie star. I had no ideal until Charlie Rose had her on tonight discussing the SOTU speech. Why her? No idea.
