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Friday, June 28, 2013
Caught, between the woods and frozen lake--
I would share this online video, but as it is a copyright violation, I am hesitant to share it here. At any rate, I think the composer's tribute is a worthy restoration of a poem made trite through too much exposure. It brings back all the original uncanniness and mental flickering of "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening." Although Frost hated the result the first time his work was set to music, I can't help but think this piece would give him pleasure: the original version of Sleep by Eric Whitacre with the Concordia Choir.
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Alas, I must once again remind large numbers of Chinese salesmen and other worldwide peddlers that if they fall into the Gulf of Spam, they will be eaten by roaming Balrogs. The rest of you, lovers of grace, poetry, and horses (nod to Yeats--you do not have to be fond of horses), feel free to leave fascinating missives and curious arguments.