Lord Byron’s poem “She walks in Beauty” might eventually be parodied rather updated in this post. If you’ll click on this link, you’ll get the entire poem AND a Botticelli Venus. I admit I had a long discussion with Botticelli about this work while he was creating it: have her turn around, I pleaded. Oh well. I long ago gave up trying to argue with Sandro’s about anything. Meanwhile, seeing how bows got us to Dolly Parton, who knows how an examination of sterns might lead, how it could descend . . . or rise.
The name’s the thing sometimes like here or
here: behold ex-Jaguar.
Sure, it’s fuel barge bow but a survey stern.
Look upon ex-Exxon Empire State. Why is Responder on recycling duty so much?
uh . . . ? Anyone help? [Thanks to Jeff and James: Psara meaning "of fish."]
Check out Doris Moran and Cable Queen. Anyone know the Cable Queen story?
Catch a glimpse of Ruth M. Reinauer, class of 2009.
Drool over John J. Harvey. By the way, to learn more about this legendary fireboat, come hear author Jessica DuLong read at Atlantic Gallery on October 21, or read her book My River Chronicles. I immensely enjoyed it.
Relish the lines on what for 40ish years has been the sixth boro’s very own mostly stay-at-home some of the time flat-bottom, Pioneer.
Oh . . . posteriors. Send in your favorite.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.
By the way, Patricia Ann bounced me around quite a bit, I hung on, but I haven’t seen her since.