I just re-discovered this poem. I originally studied it my senior year in high school, and remember enjoying it but not the way I am right now. It's the epigraph at the beginning of Cadillac Desert, which I just started.
Ozymandias
I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.
Percey Bysshe Shelley
This is from Anais's facebook page. That's the back of my head on the far left, Michelle in the middle, and Ashleigh's big head on the right. Anais looks so tiny up there. She also looked tiny while I was stood next to her for half an hour. AND her husband is soooooo good lookin' in real life!
Yelloh! Isn't this a great picture of me being strapped to a shorty backboard? That's the drab lobby of the fire station we have out class in.
I know this isn't a great picture of our teeny bungalow, though it is barely bigger than what you see, but isn't that sunset just stunning?! There are actually lots of leaves growing on the trees now, but this was a few weeks ago. I think I told you on the phone how everyone in the hood came out to check out the magnificent sky. It was a special moment.
