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Alan Dugan Telling Me I Have a Problem With Time, Nick Flynn, 1992 He reads my latest attempt at a poem and is silent for a long time, until it feels like that night we waited for Apollo, my mother wandering in and out of her bedroom, asking, Haven't they landed yet? At last Dugan throws it on the table and says, This reads like a cheap detective novel and I've got nothing to say about it. It sits, naked and white, with everyone's eyes running over it. The week before he'd said I had a problem with time, that in my poems everything kept happening at once. In 1969, the voice of Mission Control told a man named Buzz that there was a bunch of guys turning blue down here on Earth, and now I can understand it was with anticipation, not sickness. Next, Dugan says, Let's move on. The attempted poem was about butterflies and my recurring desire to return to a place I've never been. It was inspired by reading this in a National Geographic : monarchs stream northward from winter roosts in Mexico, laying their eggs atop milkweed to foster new generations along the way. With the old monarchs gone (I took this line as the title) and all ties to the past ostensibly cut the unimaginable happens—butterflies that have never been to that plateau in Mexico roost there the next winter... I saw this as a metaphor for a childhood I never had, until Dugan pointed out that metaphor has been dead for a hundred years. A woman, new to the workshop, leans behind his back and whispers, I like it, but the silence is seamless, as deep as outer space. That night in 1969 I could turn my head from the television and see the moon filling the one pane over the bed completely as we waited for Neil Armstrong to leave his footprints all over it.

Mystic Cave, Amy Crook, 2011

Eye of the Moon, Amy Crook, 2011

Νύκτα, Gustave Moreau, 1826-1898

Ληστές της Νύκτας, Eugene Fromentin, 1820-1876

Night with her Train of Stars, Edward Robert Hughes, 1851 – 1914

Starlight, a Calm Night and the Brigantine Soren Larsen, Roger Morris, 1935-

Στον Ουρανό τη Νύκτα, Hans Zatzka, 1859-1949

Spirit of the Night end, John Atkinson Grimshaw, 1836 – 1893

Night and Day, Joanna Kustra Φωτοπίνακας

The Teachings of Lilith, Carrie Ann Baade, 2006 Ελαιογραφία σε χαλκό

Night in Manhattan, Laurie Scheffler, 2009 Χαλκός, Κολλάζ

Starry Night body painting, Danny Setiawan, 2008

Σούρουπο, το τέλος της ημέρας, V. V. Gogh, 1889

Day Night, Laurie Wheatley, 2011

Day and Night, MC Esher

Night and Day, Bob Schindler

Night and Day, Amanda White, 2011

Night and Day, Athena-Unleashed, 2010

Night and Day Wallpaper

Night and Day, Robert Weigand

Καλά να πάθεις!

Δεν έχεις άδικο. Ξέρεις τι μου προσφέρει εμένα ο 100ρης; Βλέπω τις 80 μοίρες πιο άνετα απ' ότι με τους 80ρηδες (εξαιρούνται οι Τ4). Και μεγαλύτερο πρόβλημα από το κόστος μπορεί να είναι το βάρος.

Μήπως είναι όλο μαζί 50kgr; Ας πούμε 23 ο σωλήν και 27 η βάση; Εύλογο. Ο φίλος μας από εδώ.. ...δεν βοηθά καθόλου. Λέει απλώς πως η βάση ζυγίζει έναν τόνο!

Έχω την εντύπωση πως ο ιδιοκτήτης του χωρά να μπεί μέσα στον σωλήνα. Η διαφορά πάντως 12 προς 14 είναι όσο από 6 σε 7. Σκεφτείτε το, αξίζει περισσότερο να πας στα 16.