Saturday, April 22, 2006


And the poet says that by starlight
You come seeking, in the night, the flowers that you picked
And that he has seen on the water, lying in her long veils
White Ophelia floating, like a great lily.
- May 15, 1870
Arthur Rimbaud, King of the Beats

Damn, Hugh. You're killin' me. Between you and that pathetic photo of Tim the tightwad on the previous post and the shot of you from god-knows where, I'm rippin' a gut and crying for Ophelia at the same time. Sleeping, per chance, to dream. Then Theo comes up with the "Flowers for Algernon" post and I'm in tears all over again. That damn mouse always choked me up.
The best part of the film is when Charly stumps the audience of learned physicians with his question, "Charly Gordon ... Can anybody answer the question 'Charly Gordon?' " Nobody can answer.

Then he produces Algernon's lifeless body from his coat pocket, turns to the lectern and asks his personal physicians: "Why didn't you tell me?"
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