Wednesday, August 06, 2014

Poem for Wednesday and Sackler Monkeys

The Survivors
By Siegfried Sassoon

No doubt they'll soon get well; the shock and strain
  Have caused their stammering, disconnected talk.
Of course they're 'longing to go out again,'--
  These boys with old, scared faces, learning to walk.
They'll soon forget their haunted nights; their cowed
  Subjection to the ghosts of friends who died,--
Their dreams that drip with murder; and they'll be proud
  Of glorious war that shatter'd all their pride...
Men who went out to battle, grim and glad;
Children, with eyes that hate you, broken and mad.

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All day Tuesday I kept thinking it was Monday since Monday felt like Sunday. As it happened, Adam never came home on Monday night -- as soon as we got back from Longwood Gardens, he went to a party at a friend's and ended up sleeping over another friend's, then got back here at 9:30 in the morning and promptly fell asleep for five hours, since apparently sleeping in the car yesterday did not compensate for pretty much not sleeping at all last night. So I did laundry and various thrilling chores like that.

When Adam finally woke up, he needed a ride to yet another friend's house where they are working on a movie project, so I dropped him off there, then stopped at AC Moore which is full of Halloween stuff! He briefly returned home for dinner, then went out again, this time to see a late show of Guardians of the Galaxy. Here are a few photos of Monkeys Grasp for The Moon by Xu Bing at the Sackler Gallery, a barrel of monkeys created from letters suspended dozens of feet through the gallery's multi-level stairwell:










2 comments:

Gin G said...

An interesting exhibit. It seemed more like iron or metal knots to me, but it is interesting. Great first shot! Gin

Michelle Erica Green said...

I am not doing it justice with my photos -- it is worth clicking the links to see the Smithsonian's images! :)