MY DESERT IS WAITING

Today I came across a wonderful example of excessive, exotic romanticism.  It is the beginning of a description of the 1929 movie “The Desert Song”:

GREEDILY the copper coin of the sun was tossed by some invisible hand into the coffers of the desert.  Now a purple radiance suffused the burning sands, till deepening twilight gradually wrapped its cloak all around and the mountains rose stark against the sky.”

(http://www.silentfilmstillarchive.com/desert_song.htm)

One imagines shop girls with tired, aching feet sinking into such a film as into a warm, perfumed bath.  Sheer escapism — and completely the antithesis of what we do in hokku — but a bit of fun nonetheless.

David

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