Seems a year not to be
Summering in the wrong
direction. As if the u-
sual noise and debris
on the Euphrates were
not enough, if you be-
gin your jaunt on My-
konos and finish up in
Copenhagen, you would
think the gods had a-
venged your libations
by gouging for amends.
Innocent friend of mine
just staggered back af-
ter 7 dollar coffee in
Sybille Bedford's sea-
faring, predatory, and
adventurous Socialist
paradise. So much bet-
ter, it would appear,
to be cloistered in
Gaza for the duration,
where Arabians speak
Arabian with the speed
of summer lightning,
and the Hebrews learn
it backwards, which is
absolutely frightening.
Sybille Bedford
Portrait Sketch of a Country
Denmark, 1962
Pleasures and Landscapes
A Traveller's Tales
from Europe
Jan Morris, introduction
Counterpoint, 2003©
Alan Jay Lerner
Frederick Loewe
My Fair Lady
Why Can't the English
1956©
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