Awakening Unto the Great American Nightmare:In Which Oil Strikes
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.I do not think that they will sing to me.I have seen them riding seaward on the wavesCombing the white hair of the waves blown backWhen the wind blows the water white and black.We have lingered in the chambers of the seaBy sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown Till human voices wake us, and we drown.
-- T.S. Eliot,
The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
Detail, WPA or “New Deal” Art Tile Installation, 1937, Coral WayElementary School, Miami, FL.. My alma mater, my siblings’,and my father’s.
Few of the more than 2,000 people on board [the Titanic] actuallysaw the iceberg as it went by, but the quartermaster, oneof the few, said it resembled a windjammer, sails set,passing along the starboard side." A passenger who hadleapt over his bed when he felt a bump and run over to theporthole observed "a wall of ice gliding by." In other