Far out in the northern hemisphere of a tiny unregarded blue planet, in the southeastern coast of what's locally known as the largest continent, lies an unkempt abode. Dwelling in a mussy fussy four-walled chamber is a couch potato whose utter fixation with moving pictures fuels this blog.
The wind is rising! … We must try to live! The huge air opens and shuts my book: the wave Dares to explode out of the rocks in reeking Spray. Fly away, my sun-bewildered pages! Break, waves! Break up with your rejoicing surges This quiet roof where sails like doves were pecking.