Wednesday, July 26, 2006

In Santa Cruz did Kubla Khan / A stately pleasure dome decree

Finally, I have arrived in Santa Cruz! Let the Exile begin!

The song I will sing for you now is no longer of travel, but of my new life on the Pacific Coast:

"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."

Samuel Taylor Coleridge, "Kubla Khan"

1 comment:

psonica said...

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