But, I think, the noblest sea that Turner has ever painted, and, if so, the noblest certainly ever painted by man, is that of the Slave Ship, the chief Academy picture of the Exhibition of 1840. It is a sunset on the Atlantic after prolonged storm; but the storm is partially lulled, and the torn and streaming rain-clouds are moving in scarlet lines to lose themselves in the hollow of
Growing a garden is one of the best ways to improve your quality of life and support a sustainable, healthy environment. Accordingly, we turned to US Represented staff writer Sandra Knauf for advice since this is one of her areas of expertise. Among other things, Sandra’s new feature column Greenwoman will address a myriad of topics relating to environmental issues. In a recent conversation, she gave us ten good reasons to
O my mountain hyacinth What shepherds trod upon you With clumsy, rustic foot? Now you are a broken seal: A scarlet stain upon the earth. Sappho, Fragment 105(c)
Wild Nights—Wild Nights! Were I with thee Wild Nights should be Our luxury! Futile—the Winds— To a Heart in port— Done with the Compass— Done with the Chart! Rowing in Eden— Ah, the Sea! Might I but moor—Tonight— In Thee! Emily Dickinson
In the back of Tiffany’s metallic gold convertible, which Zera had dubbed the Barbie-Mobile, Zera watched the suburban scenery speed by as rock music pounded through her silver hoop ear-tunes. She’d found the hoops in her jewelry case, in a bag on the back seat, along with a lunch sack holding a vitamin bar and a can of diet soda, Tiffany’s idea of a sack lunch. Zera glanced at Tiffany
