- MAUD MULLER, on a summer's day,
- Raked the meadows sweet with hay.
- Beneath her torn hat glowed the wealth
- Of simple beauty and rustic health.
- Singing, she wrought, and her merry glee
- The mock-bird echoed from his tree.
- But, when she glanced to the far-off town,
- White from its hill-slope looking down,
- The sweet song died, and a vague unrest
- And a nameless longing filled her breast--
- A wish, that she hardly dared to own,
- For something better than she had known.
- The Judge rode slowly down the lane,
- Smoothing his horse's chestnut mane.
- He drew his bridle in the shade
- Of the apple-trees, to greet the maid,
- And ask a draught from the spring that flowed
- Through the meadow across the road.
- She stooped where the cool spring bubbled up,
- And filled for him her small tin cup,
- And blushed as she gave it, looking down
- On her feet so bare, and her tattered gown.
- "Thanks!" said the Judge, "a sweeter draught
- From a fairer hand was never quaffed."
- He spoke of the grass and flowers and trees,
- Of the singing birds and the humming bees;
- Then talked of the haying, and wondered whether
- The cloud in the west would bring foul weather.
- And Maud forgot her briar-torn gown,
- And her graceful ankles bare and brown;
- And listened, while a pleasant surprise
- Looked from her long-lashed hazel eyes.
- At last, like one who for delay
- Seeks a vain excuse, he rode away,
- Maud Muller looked and sighed: "Ah, me!
- That I the Judge's bride might be!
- "He would dress me up in silks so fine,
- And praise and toast me at his wine.
- "My father should wear a broadcloth coat;
- My brother should sail a painted boat.
- "I'd dress my mother so grand and gay,
- And the baby should have a new toy each day.
- "And I'd feed the hungry and clothe the poor,
- And all should bless me who left our door."
- The Judge looked back as he climbed the hill,
- And saw Maud Muller standing still.
- "A form more fair, a face more sweet,
- Ne'er hath it been my lot to meet.
- "And her modest answer and graceful air
- Show her wise and good as she is fair.
- "Would she were mine, and I to-day,
- Like her, a harvester of hay:
- "No doubtful balance of rights and wrongs,
- Nor weary lawyers with endless tongues,
- "But low of cattle, and song of birds,
- And health, and quiet, and loving words."
- But he thought of his sisters, proud and cold,
- And his mother, vain of her rank and gold.
- So, closing his heart, the Judge rode on,
- And Maud was left in the field alone.
- But the lawyers smiled that afternoon,
- When he hummed in court an old love-tune;
- And the young girl mused beside the well,
- Till the rain on the unraked clover fell.
- He wedded a wife of richest dower,
- Who lived for fashion, as he for power.
- Yet oft, in his marble hearth's bright glow,
- He watched a picture come and go:
- And sweet Maud Muller's hazel eyes
- Looked out in their innocent surprise.
- Oft when the wine in his glass was red,
- He longed for the wayside well instead;
- And closed his eyes on his garnished rooms,
- To dream of meadows and clover-blooms.
- And the proud man sighed, with a secret pain,
- "Ah, that I were free again!
- "Free as when I rode that day,
- Where the barefoot maiden raked her hay."
- She wedded a man unlearned and poor,
- And many children played round her door.
- But care and sorrow, and child-birth pain,
- Left their traces on heart and brain.
- And oft, when the summer sun shone hot
- On the new-mown hay in the meadow lot,
- And she heard the little spring brook fall
- Over the roadside, through the wall,
- In the shade of the apple-tree again
- She saw a rider draw his rein,
- And, gazing down with timid grace,
- She felt his pleased eyes read her face.
- Sometimes her narrow kitchen walls
- Stretched away into stately halls;
- The weary wheel to a spinnet turned,
- The tallow candle an astral burned;
- And for him who sat by the chimney lug,
- Dozing and grumbling o'er pipe and mug,
- A manly form at her side she saw,
- And joy was duty and love was law.
- Then she took up her burden of life again,
- Saying only, "It might have been."
- Alas for maiden, alas for Judge,
- For rich repiner and household drudge!
- God pity them both! and pity us all,
- Who vainly the dreams of youth recall;
- For of all sad words of tongue or pen,
- The saddest are these: "It might have been!"
- Ah, well! for us all some sweet hope lies
- Deeply buried from human eyes;
- And, in the hereafter, angels may
- Roll the stone from its grave away!
A place to come and unload my thoughts on news, pop culture, or anything else that is on my mind
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Poetry Corner: Maud Muller by John Greenleaf Whittier
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Eye Candy: Darren Criss
He can sing! He can dance! He can make my heart melt as he peers longingly through his TV directly into my soul! I'm talking, of course, about the adorable Darren Criss. TV's Blaine on "Glee"! This one was too obvious, I just had to get it out of the way. Darren was voted sexiest man by Afterelton in their Hot 100 awhile back but even before that he was smoking hot! To think. There was a time I was upset that the overhyped Chord Overstreet was going to play Kurt's boyfriend on the hit Fox show. Then Darren came into our lives with his "Teenage Dream" and the rest is hostory! This is more candy than usual, because Darren is just so darn photogenic! Enjoy :D
Here is my favorite interview with Darren from Rolling Stone done all in song. Love! HIM!
A "Teenage Dream" remix to enjoy as you view!
Darren loves to play guitar |
And his sunglasses of course! |
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Movie Review: X-Men First Class
[Note: Wrote this review before my trip to Pride and then forgot about it and haven't had time to add pictures and stuff until now. Enjoy!]
As a devoted X-nerd this was a tough one for me! There were things I enjoyed about X-Men: First Class. Not to come off too flamingly, but the stylized sets and costumes were fabulous! Sebastian Shaw and his Hellfire Club goons in particular looked like they were right out of a James Bond film with their tight suits and short skirts. They really made this stand out as not just another “superhero movie” by setting it in a time and place we had never seen heroes before.
The acting was also great pretty much all around. Putting this film in the capable hands of James McAvoy (Professor Charles Xavier) and Michael Fassbender (Magneto) was a great choice. Adding in Kevin Bacon to carry the bulk of the villainy was another wise decision. All three of them shine and bring out the best in the rest of the young cast. Bacon in particular did a great job. He always creates interesting villains.
We know they are smart because they play chess a lot! |
I'm afraid this is the sad part where I have to put this film under the microscope and state that for all its big ideas and flashy mutants it was kind of a disappointment for me. Set in the heat of the Cuban Missile Crisis, “First Class” tries too hard to juggle too many characters and too many plots. We have the relationship between Mystique (Jennifer Lawrence in blue scales) and Magneto. Her relationship with Professor X. Her budding relationship with Hank McCoy (Beast – Played with boy-genius-next-door charm by Nicholas Hoult). Come to think of it Mystique got around in this film! Add to those stories the relationship between Magneto and Xavier. Magneto's relationship with Shaw. Beast's relationship with Havoc (Lucas Till looking sexy!). Xaviers relationship with CIA Operative Maura McTaggert. The young X-Men's relationships with each other and their allegiance to either Shaw or Xavier... You get the point. Lots of relationships to try and flesh out in two hours.
Emma Frosts fuzzy bra ensemble wins the costume award as usual |
Then we have the classic X-Men themes you trip over every other minute. Should mutants try to befriend an angry human populous? Should mutants be proud of who they are? What duty do mutants have to each other and the world?
This is all set against a war movie, as we see lots of sober men in suits discussing nuclear war in both the US and Russia. We get a Nazi flashback or two. We have a “Red October” submarine and battleship scene where one of the US sailors utters one of the most overused phrases in movie history - “God help us all”. This all adds up to create a movie that is both ambitious and underdeveloped. I felt like most of the characters in “First Class” weren't fleshed out to a degree I would have liked. The title of the film says “X-Men” so it would have been nice to get to know some of the X-Men. This is most glaring when the dazzlingly handsome Nicholas Hoult shows up for the teams first big mission suddenly blue and beastly-looking. The team give him the once over, make a few jokes, and then it is almost forgotten that their friend has transformed himself into a giant blue yeti.
Wait. Why exactly would this woman be a call-girl? |
Another example is Sebastian Shaw's Hellfire Club. Who are they? What exactly are their goals? Why does the gorgeous and smart Emma Frost (January Jones) work as a call-girl for them when she can read minds and turn into diamonds? Only Magneto's hunt for Sebastian Shaw felt like it was executed well to me from start to finish.
Once you get past the nerd-gasm of seeing many of your favorite comic book characters come to life things become more mundane. When “X-Men” came out years ago it could have been a terrible film but just to see Professor X and Magneto on a movie screen! So exciting. Now we are seeing them again, just with different actors, and the effect is lost somewhat. That isn't even getting into the meat-cleaver they took to X-Men comic continuity to put this film together! Save The Beast, none of the new recruits in this film were among the original X-Men in the comics. Some were younger than the characters in the later movies, of which this is supposed to be a companion of.
How you doin' Lucas Till? |
I would overlook this if I thought the overall effort were worth the sacrificing of some interesting characters in future X-films. All the stars here would be as old as Patrick Stewart and Ian McKellen by the time we reach the 2000's. I felt let-down they took away some interesting characters. Havoc, Cyclops YOUNGER brother, is made his older brother here and not fleshed out at all.
There were some good effects in “X-men: First Class”. Some nice winks to fans including references to Wolverine and Professor X becoming old and bald... Trying hard to come up with reasons to give this film a higher rating. I think it was a good try but not the best X-Film, which still goes to “X-Men 2”. MUCH better than X3 however! That film still makes me mad just thinking about it! As a self-professed X-nerd of many years I am sad to say I cannot recommend this film very highly. Wait for it on video and check out “Super 8” instead! I hear it is amazing.
Monday, June 27, 2011
Des Moines Capitol City Pride
Hello old friend. Sorry I have been neglecting you this month! It's been a busy one for me. Full of working and watching TV. Reading. Um...
OK not entirely true. I did interrupt my fabulous life of leisure to go and celebrate PRIDE in Des Moines last week! The Partner and I took most of the weekend off and had a great time. It is so nice to get away, and this is probably the only Summer vacation I will get this year.
So, of course, to start things off it was rainy. The day before we left, and the forecast showed rain every day of our trip as well! Bummer. I can handle rain, but I HATE driving in thunderstorms. The ominous clouds just give me a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. Not even the rain so much but those damn clouds. They look like they will drop at any moment and produce a tornado the size of a small town. Ugh. This type of weather seems to be the new normal in Iowa this year. We are soaked with so much rain right now! Pride was canceled a few years back because the Des Moines River was out of its banks. Not that bad this year, but still grey, cold, and damp conditions for June.
We were determined to have a good weekend no matter what though! Even if all of Pride was canceled we were going to enjoy our time together. I love Des Moines. It is a "big town" that isn't so big you have to pack a lunch to drive across it. I could never live there, as I always spend too much money while visiting, but I love to visit for the day.
This time we were staying overnight. I booked a room at The Embassy Suites overlooking the river in the heart of downtown. It is a lovely hotel that I discovered last year. It is the closest hotel to Pride and it makes it easy to walk back and forth if you forgot something or need to get away. The price tag was well into the $200 range but how often do I stay in a hotel? Not very.
The suite was two rooms with two TVs, a bar, and a California King Sized Bed. Our room overlooked the Pride area and we could see balloons from our window.
The bathroom had been remodeled and the shower was just a glass enclosure with marble floors that looked very fancy. I wanted to take pictures of the room but The Partner couldn't locate his camera at first. This was a recurring theme as he also forgot to bring his laptop and cell phone charger! Ah well he brought himself. We finally found the camera and got a couple of pictures of the room.
After checking in we got busy shopping! We hit Half-Priced Books, Gordmann's discount store, Old Navy, Kaboom! comics, and The Jordon-Creek Mall on Saturday. I didn't spend as much as I felt like I did but I got some cool stuff. Some fancy slippers from Brookstone were my favorite I think. I have them on right now actually. Some good "Fathers Day" deals at Old Navy, which was nice. We ate lunch at Old Country Buffet, which I do not know if it is a national chain? I love a good buffet! OK, I love most any buffet! I think the potatoes and gravy is the key to it for me. I could eat nothing but P&G for the rest of my life and die happy.
Once back at the hotel we had a couple of hours before Pride opened so we went swimming and then sat in the hot tub. I won't get into a hot tub full of people but luckily it was mid-afternoon and the pool was mostly empty. I had the usual case of getting in the hot tub, loving it, and then getting sweaty and overheated 5 minutes later. We headed back to our room and got ready next. This was the first of many wardrobe changes for me over the weekend.
I swear I am not a fashion freak! I'd just looked through my closet and seen 3, well maybe 4, shirts that I wanted to wear to Pride. My solution? Wear them all! I switched the first night into a sleeveless blue workout type shirt. Daring for me. Not sure I will wear such a thing here in the hometown but it was a good fit for Pride I thought. On day two I wore one shirt to breakfast and the opening of the booths, one to the parade, and then one to the bar we hit up after the festivities had died down. OK maybe I am a fashion freak.
We headed down too early, as usual, to the gates of Des Moines Pride. In the past they held the event on a grassy area near the river but now it has moved up the street to the steps of the State Capitol almost. A two block "X" is blocked off to traffic for 24-hours for us. It is very nice. Such a cool atmosphere. I thought since this was my second year of drinking it all in (we'd only been to the parade before that) that it wouldn't feel as special but it really still did. We browsed the booths. Answered silly trivia questions and spun wheels. Got bags full of merchandise with Wells Fargo, ING, and every other company name on it. Stuff I will likely never use but it is nice to be handed free shit, you know?
My favorite booth featured rainbow cupcakes! They were $2 apiece but I had to have some. Don't know how they got the rainbow into the cake itself but it was very well done. I bought 5 of them to bring home and share... I ate 2 of the "share" ones though! That booth also had a box with a black box over it. The box said look at your own risk and underneath was the most lifelike vagina cake I had ever seen. Scary!
They sold it by the end of the night though. The AIDS project had an awful game where you popped balloons filled with red paint to win a dogtag that said "top" or "bottom" on it. The Partner and I chose not to, thinking the tags to be tacky. We were so wrong! Over the next day and a half EVERYONE had a "T" or "B" red dog tag on. I guess if you are single on Pride weekend it is a good idea to advertise!
The food was awful. I had a hotdog that was so tough I had to take it out of the bun and saw at it. A little Hispanic boy approached us looking lost as we ate and said if our food sucked to visit his fathers taco truck. I felt bad for the poor kid. Next we visited Des Moines only gay-spacific store. It also doubles as a head-shop, but had a nice selection of rainbow everything upstairs. Lots of good gay films too but all of them were massively overpriced. I bought a simple rainbow wrist band. They gave me a free flag, which was cool. They had a cool selection of buttons, which I collect, so I blew another $5 on that.
Around 6ish the first part of the evening started. Pride Idol is a 6 week competition with the top 5 performing on the big stage for us all. There are judges, but the crowd reaction tends to pick the winner. Too many country songs! half of the finalists did country songs I cannot recall now. The others sang "Just A Gigolo" and "Fever". The "Fever" kid won, mostly because he was by far the cutest and had on truly amazing red leather pants!
This is Kenny. He will pop up several times in this post! |
Here is a video of him performing the song. Pretty good!
After Idol we went back to the hotel to unload our swag. By the time we got back the Cher Impersonator Randy Rhodes was almost done with her set! I was in shock. Usually things are so far behind at Pride. Not this year. No rain and everything running smoothly. Yay!
Probably the largest crowd all PRIDE to see Village People |
I had my doubts about Village People. I thought "Oh Jesus how much more stereotypical can you get?". I just put that aside and enjoyed their performance! They can still perform! I researched later and found only a couple of the originals are still around but all of them were in their mid-40s at least. They really were a lot of fun I have to admit. They did "Macho Man", "In The Navy", and "Trash Disco" which is a pile-up of a bunch of other artists disco hits. They acted like they were leaving, but of course came back for "Go West" which is still probably my #1 gay-anthem (although Pet Shop Boys version is my favorite) and "YMCA" which I did with all my heart! It was like a giant wedding reception, but mostly drunk gay men and women. It was really a fun and relaxed party atmosphere. Had a blast on day one.
Went back to the hotel. I had planned to rent one of their overpriced movies, but they didn't have "Scream 4" which was what I really wanted. The Partner went to bed pretty quick. I wanted to stay up and read my Kindle but next thing I knew I had nodded off too.
The next morning we got up early and hit the hotel breakfast area! They made me a custom omelet and loaded my plate with bacon! Went back to the room and enjoyed breakfast with my man. Nice to sit at a table and just enjoy each other. Usually we stuff our faces in front of the TV. Checked the weather and saw they were forecasting storms for the afternoon. The parade began at 1 so I hoped for the best.
The parade was fun as always. Not a ton of flash and skin at an Iowa Pride Parade. Lots of cars full of drag performers and people walking in colored t-shirts handing out pamphlets, beads or candy. Lots of candy! Russ and I sat beside a nice lesbian couple with a 3 year old boy with a mohawk. We kept giving the kid the candy that was thrown our way. He was in a sweet stop as there weren't any other kids around him. Besides 1 Apple flavored sucker I gave him all my candy. This might have been because of the guilt I felt for almost literally taking a strand of beads from his hand!!!
Going into PRIDE this year I had red, blue, orange, and green strands of beads. I needed a purple and a yellow. I got the yellow pretty easily from some insurance company with a yellow logo. The purple was harder. When I saw the woman walking up the street with an armful of them I almost tripped over myself to get to her. She was looking at the little kid and I came flying out of left field rambling about how it was the only color I needed. She gave me the beads and walked on, leaving the little guy beadless. He didn't seem to mind that much but I felt bad. Also, was slightly afraid of one of his mothers!
Parade dignitaries... And Kenny lol |
The floats that stick out to me were The Des Moines Mens Choir, with pink tuxedos on celebrating marriage.
Wells Fargo and their Clydesdales.
"Urge" bus which was a scary black almost windowless bus blaring music with an overweight girl dancing on a pole inside and semi-hot/trashy dudes running around handing out tootsie rolls (Where did they store them?).
The "favorite" every year is usually the Le Boi float. Le Boi is the "young" gay club in town and always goes all out. Last year they filled their float with bubbles. This time it was just stocked full of twinks in underwear! The float was blasting Lady Gaga's "Born This Way" but every few yards the CD would cut out and the boys would take up and sing along instead. The crown was really into it and sang along as well. The Partner got a lot of shots of Le Boi's float... I guess I don't blame him!
Kenny was running around here too. Enough Kenny! |
Some other highlights from the parade:
After the parade we wandered back to the grandstand, although the threat of rain was getting more and more real. The sky darkened. The crowds thinned a little. I bought some more cupcakes and we walked the area again. Surprisingly, on time the "post-parade" show started. A local politician spoke to us about the importance of keeping our right to marry. The committee that organized pride all spoke. The grand-marshal spoke. It was a lot of speeches. I felt like they had better hurry if they wanted to get everything in because the sky really looked bad. Next up came Kenny (again!) to sing "Fever" (again) this time with the added bonus of ripping his shirt off. Miss Iowa Pride did a "Born This Way/Judas" mashup, but the poor thing looked terrified! Last years Miss Pride was full of energy but this one looked like she hadn't gotten her wig on quite right. From there it really started to pour. The Mens Choir sang a song from a "Harvey Milk" musical I had never heard of. A lesbian came out and began to play "Purple Rain". By now I was soaked, The Partner had to hide his camera from the weather and we made the decision to leave early :-(We wanted to stay in town and bar-hop, but it was only about 4:30. We decided to catch a movie, so we headed for the mall to see "Super 8". It turned out the 4:45 show was on a special "wrap-around" screen with leather chairs and extra loud speakers. We payed the extra $2 for the seats, and on top of loving "Super 8" we got to see it on a HUGE screen. After that we went to dinner at The Texas Roadhouse, which is one of my favorite places to eat out of town. They have the most amazing bread bowls they bring you with cinnamon butter. They let you shuck peanuts and throw the shells on the ground. It is a fun place. Loud country music erupts every once in awhile and the whole place becomes like a big party. Lots of birthdays and stuff going on. We were the only people there decked out for Pride though and I imagine we got a few looks. Our hot waiter didn't seem to care though.
I ordered my steak Medium-well, which is rare for me. I usually won't eat anything with even a tiny amount of pink in it but I was feeling adventurous! TRH has the best steaks Ive ever eaten so I trusted them to do a Medium-Well for me I guess. Dinner was great, and as an added bonus I got to watch some of the NBA finals over The Partners shoulder lol
After dinner we drove around debating on which club to hit. We ended up at the aforementioned Le Boi, as we figured in the next couple of years we are going to be too old to hang out at a place like that. The club is a dive, but there are lots and lots of hot guys running around. They had free BBQ, as well as an indoor pool set up that was probably over-full. I couldn't read the occupancy limit in the dim-lighting! The dance floor was hopping with music I'd actually heard of. The best Des Moines "Dance" gay bar plays mostly trance music which annoys me. This place was playing the hits and when a good song came on the crowd got thick. Russ and I watched from a table nearby feeling happy and secluded at the same time. Des Moines is a big town but not so big that most of the gay guys seem to know each other or at least know of each other. Everyone had their "top" or "bottom" nametags on.
So all of a sudden they clear the dance floor and bring out a mat. Time for Lube-Wrestling! lol They only found 4 guys brave (or drunk) enough to do it but there were too VERY interesting matches for the crowd. Kenny, the Pride Idol, made his final appearance by wrestling with a hot blond guy. Neither one would allow the other to "pin" them so the DJ declared them both winners. Things were nuts! The MC announced there was going to be a wet boxers contest in thirty minutes but by then I was over the whole hedonistic thing to be honest. Rare for me, I know, but it was all kind of sleazy. Don't get me wrong, I watched with rapt attention but it wasn't as exciting as I imagined it would be.
With all six colors now! |
Sorry this stretched so long! I didn't intend it to. I guess I just want to write out the memories so as they fade I can look back, smile, and remember what a great time I had at Pride 2011! Happy PRIDE everyone!
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