Ah
Doesn't ring a bell. But there's so much Turner.
I knew a Croat -- in Croatia -- who, seeing the enthusiasm my
partner and I had for Turner, could not understand why we were not in
the tate every weekend studying him!
_Without bombast_ is important. The dog I saw was a little bombastic.
And to an observer it was ironic almost seeing the way he curbed his
noise temporarily to appease his humans in between taking on the
atlantic ocean
L
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took me a while to bring to mind, but once I googled, up it came:
"In his ''Dawn After the Wreck,'' J. M. W. Turner depicts ''a wraith
of a dog,'' the lone survivor after the shipwreck of the modern.
Turner's dog barks at immensity - but without bombast."
whose words these are I can't say… but the painting by Turner calls
for a caption…
On 08/10/2012, at 7:37 AM, Bill Wootton wrote:
> These dog words spoke to me, Laurence and I'm not even a doggy
person. Dogs and salt water waves.
> Something definitely going on there. The warning stuff seems to
capture it.
>
>
> On Wed, Oct 3rd, 2012 at 11:33 PM, Lawrence Upton wrote:
>
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>> A fox terrier is barking at the sea.
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>> To dogs, his words might have exact meaning
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>> depending on their breed and dialect.
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>> It is for them that the dog barks; always;
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>> even in his most intimate dealings
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>> with Humans, he vocalises for the large pack
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>> he fantasises -- from our point of view --
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>> the pack which shall be when the world's made right.
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>> Some canine thought will not translate that well
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>> and seems to us flaccid, like a beach ball
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>> that has been punctured by sharp teeth; or dull,
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>> like something which one hopes will move, but won't.
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>> Nevertheless, I'll try to give the gist.
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>> He sings: Oh big area of drab water,
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>> I mistrust you. Why do you keep moving?
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>> I'm warning you! Be still and let me bite.
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>> Ocean, if that's what you are – I doubt it –
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>> don't be cowardly. Be still. I may attack.
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>> Look at the mess you have made. Pathetic.
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>> Is that the best you can do?
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>> Disorder?
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>> I've seen more chaos in my feeding bowl.
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>> Just because there's a lot of you, you know...
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>> I'm still warning you! I shall break contact.
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>> I shall come back, when I am free, and piss
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>> and I shall for a night and for a day
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>> until you are polluted and ashamed
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>> I will chew you into such little ponds
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>> that you will not be coordinated
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>> and my friends will come and drink all of you
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>> I'm warning you. I don't like your size here
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>> Go away now and come back much smaller.
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>> I'm warning you. I'm warning you. Stop it.
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