A dim mist huddled by the scraggly wood; I saw it mill about, precess, stir, rise.
The make-do treeoverlooked bird feeder, lawn, and on this datea flood of snow that seemed to sublimate.A dim mist huddled by the scraggly wood;I saw it mill about, precess, stir, rise.
In order to discover where they came from, it is necessary to move back behind the dim mist of eternity.
Somehow, though, people like Ron Paul don't like to talk about events of the past century, for which we have reasonably good data; they like to talk about events in the dim mists of history, where we don't really know what happened.
I am told that back in the dim mists of forgotten time before even then, there were things like the Well, but surely these are only myths.
Unlike monarchies emerging from the dim mists of the past, or aristocracies ruled by landed nobility, or communist governments which claimed the label of "people's republics" guided by vanguards, in the United States the people were the agents and authors.
The movie's main visual trope is the shrouded view of characters seen through the glass of car windows and apartment windows that are spattered with raindrops, streaked with reflections of skyglare and streetlights, dimmed by fog, misted by condensation.
In this unearthly landscape — where gray mud pots emit burbling bubbles, where sickly blood-orange fluids seep into otherworldly green pools, where eye-burning sulfurous mist hisses from dim crevices — Old Faithful is almost mundane.
From time to time rain, ocean mist or nightfall dims the view.
From the opening line, with its combination of whining and booming, two voices, two attitudes meet in a sort of paradox that is subtly echoed further on in the "Nocturne". The material solidity and immovability of the dock alter into "the dim gray wharf," which anticipates the "mist" of the dream.
Below, a selection of Petit's photos that capture Paris at its most evocativeafter the rain, in the dim light of dawn, through the mist, beneath and behind its monumentsgiving us the mythical city as moody beast, sublimated in its own historical haze.
