Saturday, January 20, 2007

The Bridge, again.

O Sleepless as the river under thee,
Vaulting the sea, the prairies' dreaming sod,
Unto us lowliest sometime sweep, descend
And of the curveship lend a myth to God.

Hart Crane, "To Brooklyn Bridge"


  1. i love your photo tours. one of the things i did NOT get around to doing while i was there was walking across the brooklyn bridge.

    i'll be back.

    meanwhile, may indulge in a bit of self-promotion?

    yvutwiua: you've a twin!

  2. I will be delighted to accompany you across the bridge and show you the sights that can be seen from Brooklyn Heights.

    If my wife isn't caught up in work or ecclesiastical duties, perhaps she will greet us with a repast to replace the calories we've burned.

    Self-promotion is good.

    Yes, but he's evil.

  3. Until I saw those two photographs, I had not realized the picturesque quality of a bridge. Or how much I enjoy bridges—at least old bridges,