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Somewhere in WS (23): Oh! That deep romantic chasm.


  1. Brought to you by Celeste17 . . .

    In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
      A stately pleasure-dome decree:
        Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
          Through caverns measureless to man
            Down to a sunless sea.
    So twice five miles of fertile ground
    With walls and towers were girdled round:
    And here were gardens bright with sinuous rills
    Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree;
    And here were forests ancient as the hills,
    Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
    But oh! that deep romantic chasm which slanted
    Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover!
    A savage place! as holy and enchanted
    As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted
    By woman wailing for her demon-lover!

    And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething,
    As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing,
    A mighty fountain momently was forced;
    Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst
    Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail,
    Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail:
    And 'mid these dancing rocks at once and ever
    It flung up momently the sacred river.
    Five miles meandering with a mazy motion
    Through wood and dale the sacred river ran,
    Then reached the caverns measureless to man,
    And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean:
    And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from far
    Ancestral voices prophesying war!

    The shadow of the dome of pleasure
    Floated midway on the waves:
    Where was heard the mingled measure
    From the fountain and the caves.
    It was a miracle of rare device,
    A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice!
    A damsel with a dulcimer
    In a vision once I saw:
    It was an Abyssinian maid,
    And on her dulcimer she played,
    Singing of Mount Abora.
    Could I revive within me
    Her symphony and song,
    To such a deep delight 't would win me
    That with music loud and long,
    I would build that dome in air,
    That sunny dome! those caves of ice!
    And all who heard should see them there,
    And all should cry, Beware! Beware!
    His flashing eyes, his floating hair!
    Weave a circle round him thrice,
    And close your eyes with holy dread,
    For he on honey-dew hath fed,
    And drunk the milk of Paradise.

    "Kubla Khan"
    By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

    Posted 1 year ago #         
  2. ToddinWestwood
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    ToddinWestwood

    I know I know! House on 35th, just South of Alaska, up the hill with the little carousel horse on top of the driveway entrance. I think it has a driftwood fence too.

    Posted 1 year ago #         
  3. Hopla, Todd!

    Mlle. Celeste wanted me to go with the horsie first, but I thought, No, that's too obvious. So I did the painting first.

    But we couldn't forget the horsie of coursie:

    Another peek-a-boo view of the painting:

    Peek-a-boo shot of the horsie:

    Full-on shot of the rustic driftwood fence of which Todd spoke:

    The painting and horsie are actually on two adjacent properties, both owned by the same person, who is described by our sources as "a big Swede." (Which figures, since everyone knows that Big Swedes love black velvet paintings and horsies and driftwood.)

    I believe that makes two SWiWS pennants for you now, Todd. From this fact we can deduce the following:

    1) You are a very observant fellow, OR
    2) You have lived in WS for a long time, OR
    3) You drive the posted speed limit on 35th Ave.

     

    Posted 1 year ago #         
  4. ToddinWestwood
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    ToddinWestwood

    1) I like to think so, but the wife would think different.

    2) yup, now, this round 5 years. Many different times in the past.

    3) I try. SPD keeps me honest.

    Posted 1 year ago #         

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