R.L. Swihart's Blog, page 76
December 26, 2020
Kingbird
Long Beach. Colorado Lagoon. Another friend (from a park on the edge of the lagoon) who's reluctant to pose: the western kingbird. Certainly he deserves a solo post. It's always Xmas for the king.
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December 24, 2020
Christmas Eve in LB
Christmas Eve in LB. "Welkin descending" on Saddleback + the Marina. Scattered "drops" and a beautiful walk.
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December 22, 2020
Happy Holidays
Colorado Lagoon and Beyond. Happy Holidays!
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Colorado Lagoon: Xmas
Colorado Lagoon. An uneasy pair. The birds love to sit on the floating black tubes used to channel electrical cords to the buoyed Xmas trees. Happy Holidays!
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Chekhov: Sakhalin
December 20, 2020
Gnatcatcher @ Colorado Lagoon
Long Beach. Colorado Lagoon. A bit better pic of my little gnatcatcher. (He's all over the place.)
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D'Orsay Clock
Paris. D'Orsay. Not a clear day and only my phone (need to return and get a better pic). Winter, I believe.
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Chekhov: Sakhalin
However, one grey-haired old man, sixty to sixty-five years old, Terekhov by name, who was being kept in the dark punishment cell, produced on me the impression of a real villain. The day before my arrival, he had been punished with the lash, and when our conversation turned to this he showed me his buttocks, which were dark-blue-crimson from bruises. According to the prisoners’ stories, this old man had murdered sixty people in his time; he was alleged to have carried on in the following fashion: he would spy out which of the newly arrived prisoners were a bit better off, and entice them into escaping with him; then, in the taiga, he would kill them and rob them, and in order to hide the traces of the crime, he would cut the corpses into pieces and throw them in the river. The last time they had tried to capture him, he had defended himself against the overseers by brandishing a large oak cudgel. Looking at his dull, tinny eyes, and his large, half-shaven skull, angular as a cobblestone, I was prepared to believe all these stories.
Chekhov: Sakhalin
The whole way to Dooay, screes can be seen on the steep, sheer coastline, on which here and there specks and strips glint blackly, an arshin to a sazhen in width; this is coal. The strata of coal here, according to specialists’ accounts, are squeezed between layers of sandstone, slatey clay, clayey slate and clayey sand, which have been lifted, bent, moved or pushed down by seams of basalt, diorites and porphyry which jut out in many spots in large outcrops. It must be considered beautiful after its own fashion, but prejudice against the place is so deep-seated that you regard not only the people but even the plants with pity that they grow in this particular spot of all places. Seven versts further on, the shoreline is broken by a fissure. This is the Voyevodsk Chasm; here, quite alone, stands the dreadful Voyevodsk Prison, in which are kept the hardened criminals, including those chained to wheelbarrows. Sentries patrol round the prison; apart from them not another living creature may be seen about, and it seems as if they are guarding some kind of rare treasure in the wilderness.
December 19, 2020
R L Swihart's "Triptych: Ninety Versts"
My poems "Triptych: Ninety Versts" are up at Off Course, Issue #83, December 20. A little different for me (perhaps). Give it a try.
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