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Posted on 11/25/19 at 9:57 pm
Posted on 11/25/19 at 9:57 pm
A reading from The Wind in the Willows, from the chapter "Piper at the Gates of Dawn". 1908
Dark and deserted as it was, the night was full of small noises, song and chatter and rustling, telling of the busy little population who were up and about, plying their trades and vocations through the night till sunshine should fall on them at last and send them off to their well-earned repose. The water's own noises, too, were more apparent than by day, its gurglings and "cloops" more unexpected and near at hand; and constantly they started at what seemed a sudden clear call from an actual articulate voice.
-Kenneth Grahame
Can anyone tell me what this passage means to you, in the context of this college football season?
Don't be shy, there's no wrong answers, this is an interpretive exercise.
Dark and deserted as it was, the night was full of small noises, song and chatter and rustling, telling of the busy little population who were up and about, plying their trades and vocations through the night till sunshine should fall on them at last and send them off to their well-earned repose. The water's own noises, too, were more apparent than by day, its gurglings and "cloops" more unexpected and near at hand; and constantly they started at what seemed a sudden clear call from an actual articulate voice.
-Kenneth Grahame
Can anyone tell me what this passage means to you, in the context of this college football season?
Don't be shy, there's no wrong answers, this is an interpretive exercise.
Posted on 11/25/19 at 10:07 pm to deeprig9
I’ll bite!!! Fire James Coley?
Posted on 11/25/19 at 10:19 pm to deeprig9
The background noise creeps up in the darkness but is then broken at the fall of morning light by clarity.
For the masses: don’t listen to the hype and naysayers. We need to win at Tech and in Atlanta the team will rally under the lights of this stage and come together.
- Squatchdawg, 11.2019
For the masses: don’t listen to the hype and naysayers. We need to win at Tech and in Atlanta the team will rally under the lights of this stage and come together.
- Squatchdawg, 11.2019
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Posted on 11/25/19 at 10:22 pm to deeprig9
UGA fans are arguing about Fromm, Coley, and all sorts of shite. But it doesn't matter in the end. The sudden article voice represents the trophy The University of Georgia football team will be lifting up after beating the Ohio State Buckeyes on the night of January 13th, 2020.
Posted on 11/26/19 at 5:26 am to deeprig9
The night workers are the players churning out at practice (dark and deserted means no fans) fighting til the end of the season. The water noises are the fan grumbling. Constant and sometimes louder than others. Louder now than expected as we have only 1 loss. The articulate (used sarcastically) voice is Gary Danielson leading the negativity. Notice how he describes the water noise with a made up word as most of the fan noise is also made up noise.
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Posted on 11/26/19 at 2:06 pm to Broncothor
Bronco, that's a very thoughtful interpretation, I enjoyed it. Thank you for sharing that.
Would anyone else like to share? Come on, don't be shy.
Would anyone else like to share? Come on, don't be shy.
Posted on 11/26/19 at 2:10 pm to deeprig9
quote:
Piper at the Gates of Dawn
Posted on 11/26/19 at 2:14 pm to WG_Dawg
I bet you didn't know that Pink Floyd album was from a 1908 children's novel. But, last night I knew you'd be the first to point it out.
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Posted on 11/26/19 at 2:21 pm to deeprig9
quote:
I bet you didn't know that Pink Floyd album was from a 1908 children's novel
Of course I did
Posted on 11/26/19 at 3:57 pm to WG_Dawg
The squirrel that has a death dance in front of your truck, has speed yet he knows nothing of weight and speed. He knows survival, yet he relies on skittering instead of just crossing the road. He has never learned until he dies.
Contrasted with Steinbeck's turtle...
The UGA offense is there, plodding, yet winning.
Contrasted with Steinbeck's turtle...
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As the embankment grew steeper and steeper, the more frantic were the efforts of the land turtle. Pushing hind legs strained and slipped, boosting the shell along, and the horny head protruded as far as the neck could stretch. Little by little the shell slid up the embankment until at last a parapet cut straight across its line of march, the shoulder of the road, a concrete wall four inches high. As though they worked independently the hind legs pushed the shell against the wall. The head upraised and peered over the wall to the broad smooth plain of cement. Now the hands, braced on top of the wall, strained and lifted, and the shell came slowly up and rested its front end on the wall
The UGA offense is there, plodding, yet winning.
Posted on 11/26/19 at 5:07 pm to deeprig9
My impression was Pink Floydish as well. I envisioned Several Species of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together in a Cave and Grooving With a Pict.
They rarely washed their hair
They rarely washed their hair
Posted on 11/26/19 at 6:55 pm to deeprig9
“Believe me, my young friend, there is nothing–absolutely nothing–half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats”
My favorite quote from that book
My favorite quote from that book
Posted on 11/26/19 at 8:34 pm to Griffindawg
Speaking of boats. Here is a quote from my favorite book of fiction. Famous author better known for two other books. Can you name him without cheating?
“ Numbers of the passengers were leaping overboard. Others, in the water, were clamoring to be taken aboard again. No one heeded them. A cry arose that we were sinking. I was seized by the consequent panic, and went over the side in a surge of bodies. How I went over I do not know, though I did know, and instantly, why those in the water were so desirous of getting back on the steamer. The water was cold -- so cold that it was painful. The pang, as I plunged into it, was as quick and sharp as that of fire. It bit to the marrow. It was like the grip of death. I gasped with the anguish and shock of it, filling my lungs before the life-preserver popped me to the surface. The taste of the salt was strong in my mouth, and I was strangling with the acrid stuff in my throat and lungs.”
“ Numbers of the passengers were leaping overboard. Others, in the water, were clamoring to be taken aboard again. No one heeded them. A cry arose that we were sinking. I was seized by the consequent panic, and went over the side in a surge of bodies. How I went over I do not know, though I did know, and instantly, why those in the water were so desirous of getting back on the steamer. The water was cold -- so cold that it was painful. The pang, as I plunged into it, was as quick and sharp as that of fire. It bit to the marrow. It was like the grip of death. I gasped with the anguish and shock of it, filling my lungs before the life-preserver popped me to the surface. The taste of the salt was strong in my mouth, and I was strangling with the acrid stuff in my throat and lungs.”
This post was edited on 11/26/19 at 9:36 pm
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