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...classic fatique." It may be unfair to judge Auden's recent poetry until we can read his as yet unpublished work, particularly his love poetry, but it seems as if our verdict in his case must be one of fatigue. There are seventeen poems in Thank You, Fog--few of them are bad and they are all characteristic, but they are enervated, written on a lower energy level. Perhaps the softening for Auden thanks numbed his perceptions and dulled his creative powers. Although Auden was only 66 when he died last September, he was clearly not a man who expected...
...Fog and Green Velvet. To compare Friedrich as a romantic to his great English contemporaries Turner and Constable is absurd. It also distorts the actual nature of his achievement. English romanticism always had an intensely realistic strain; its ecstasies of involvement with nature came from a meticulous observation of growth and form. This rarely happens with Friedrich, whose work (see color opposite) often had the peculiarly stiff and abstract character of a landscape assembled from prototypes. There is, for example, no way of reading Traveler Looking over the Sea of Fog (circa 1818) as a real scene; with his wind...
There are recollections of adolescence: scatological pranks in a schoolroom, masturbation contests in a car, an encounter with a fat, aging woman with enormous breasts. There are asides (Titta's grandfather lost in the fog and thinking himself dead), bits of local color (practically the whole town moving out of the harbor in small boats to cheer a new ocean liner). Under all, there is a steady stream of events that do not change: a family death, a wedding...
...Three was to be the start of the big comeback for Southern Cross. The Australian crew had been defeated in the first two contests by margins of 4:54 and 1:11, and their backs were against the proverbial wall. But the first two races had been sailed in fog and light winds. This was not the Southern Cross's weather, the boat's admirers contended. Wait until the breeze freshens, they claimed, and she'll sail up to her much-publicized potential...
...following a Sunday lay day, the fog finally exited and the wind picked up a little. It was still not the steady 20-30 knot breeze the Cross was used to off the coast of Australia, but the 12-14 knots had to do. No one had really given up on the gold-hulled challenger, and hopes were high that she would finally put it all together...