Message-ID: <alpine.NEB.2.20.1707040741410.569@panix3.panix.com>
From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.wvu.edu>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: Some London Now
Date: Tue, 4 Jul 2017 07:42:59 -0400 (EDT)
Some London Now Working, like Karl Marx, in the British Library. Status: Resolving address of alansondheim.org Status: Connecting to 208.76.80.46:21... Status: Connection attempt failed with "ETIMEDOUT - Connection attempt timed out". Error: Could not connect to server Status: Waiting to retry... Status: Resolving address of alansondheim.org Status: Connecting to 208.76.80.46:21... Status: Connection attempt failed with "ETIMEDOUT - Connection attempt timed out". Error: Could not connect to server Not connected to any server http://www.alansondheim.org/london321.jpg Technological eyepod of the big London wheel. http://www.alansondheim.org/london322.jpg Followed by the secretive hidingplace in plain sight of Doctor Who's Arch Enemies, the Trump-peters. http://www.alansondheim.org/london335.jpg While elsewhere someone's looking at someone else only god knows why. http://www.alansondheim.org/london352.jpg Old master lighting obscures everything but Turner's steam painting, described, if I remember correctly, by Michele Serres. http://www.alansondheim.org/london358.jpg A pigeon accidently assigned the number of John Donne's full portrait, of which the following, surprisingly enough, has the bracelet of air about the wrist, reminiscent of his poem The Relic, one of my favorite in all literature. How did the pigeon get in there? http://www.alansondheim.org/london359.jpg - Donne's The Relic - "When my grave is broke up again Some second guest to entertain, (For graves have learn'd that woman head, To be to more than one a bed) And he that digs it, spies A bracelet of bright hair about the bone, Will he not let'us alone, " http://www.alansondheim.org/london360.jpg John Donne appears... and then: http://www.alansondheim.org/london366.jpg Mysterious antennae with an antiquated looking, perhaps connecting the foreign office to the nineteenth century. We are in the British Library.