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Saturday, November 19, 2011

Post cowspeak and dung, let's turn to some poetic climax...

Nostalgia: SPLENDOUR IN THE GRASS


Robert Wagner not suspected in Natalie Wood death, say police

November 19, 2011

LOS ANGELES, Nov 19 — Homicide detectives who have reopened an inquiry into the death of Natalie Wood said yesterday the film star’s husband, actor Robert Wagner, was not considered a suspect in the case.

The new investigation was opened into Wood’s 1981 drowning off the California coast after a yacht captain said he lied about the incident three decades ago and now holds Wagner responsible for her death.

File photo of Wagner taken on January 12, 2007. — Reuters pic
Los Angeles County Sheriff’s Homicide Lt John Corina told reporters at a news conference yesterday the original finding that Wood’s death was an accidental drowning had not changed.

But detectives had reopened the investigation based on new information from several sources “which we felt was substantial enough to make us take another look at this case,” he said.

Asked by reporters if Wagner, now 81, was considered a suspect, Corina responded: “No.”

In an interview with NBC’s “Today” show, yacht captain Dennis Davern said Wagner fought with Wood, 43, shortly before she went missing from the “Splendour” and Wagner showed little interest in trying to find her.

Wood had spent the night dining and drinking with Wagner, and her “Brainstorm” co-star Christopher Walken.

Her body was found floating in a Catalina Island cove off the coast of California on November 29, 1981. The Los Angeles County Coroner ruled her death an accidental drowning, noting that Wood had been drinking and was intoxicated when she died.

Questions over the circumstances surrounding her death have lingered for 30 years.

A spokesman for Wagner has said the actor’s family had not been contacted by sheriff’s officials but “fully supports” the department’s efforts.

The family members trust the sheriff’s department “will evaluate whether any new information relating to the death of Natalie Wood Wagner is valid and that it comes from a credible source or sources, other than those simply trying to profit from the 30-year anniversary of her tragic death,” spokesman Alan Nierob said in the statement.

The department has asked that anyone with information about Wood’s drowning contact sheriff’s homicide investigators or an anonymous tip line.

Wood, born Natalia Nikolaevna Zakharenko to Russian immigrant parents in San Francisco, appeared as a child in such films as the Christmas classic “Miracle on 34th Street” and “The Ghost and Mrs Muir”.

She was nominated for a best supporting actress Academy Award as a teenager for her role opposite screen legend James Dean in the classic 1955 film “Rebel Without a Cause”.

Wood was also nominated twice for best actress Oscars, for parts in the 1961 film “Splendor in the Grass” and “Love with the Proper Stranger” two years later. She never won the award. — Reuters


DESIDERATA: Cometh the wickedend, Desi often turns Capitalistic and allows himself some less-than-socialist indulgences -- like continental bf, continental lunch at 0-star motel, and reaching a climax with dinner-cum-supper at Seremban's only 4-star hotel.


When I spied an item on lasting beauty Natalie Wood from my schoolday crushes, I immiediately recall her performance as a lady unfortunately splintered by a "mental disorder. Hey, some 10percent of a country's population enter this state of affair at some stage of their life, especially when besotted with an exciting affair!:) OR :(


That's when I visualise beauts like Marilyn Monro, Lindai and Zhang Ziyi as food and foot-companions; what the lust means, I leave to my most steamed readers' imaginenation, or lack of, and you dare to ArSeK Desi to clarify. "Get The Hear Out of Hell!" my parting shot.


Selected Poetry of William Wordsworth (1770-1850)


from Representative Poetry On-line
Prepared by members of the Department of English at the University of Toronto
from 1912 to the present and published by the University of Toronto Press from 1912 to 1967.
RPO Edited by Ian Lancashire
A UTEL (University of Toronto English Library) Edition
Published by the Web Development Group, Information Technology Services, University of Toronto Libraries
© 2011, Ian Lancashire for the Department of English, University of Toronto

Image of William Wordsworth

Index to poems

What though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind;
In the primal sympathy
Which having been must ever be;
In the soothing thoughts that spring
Out of human suffering;
In the faith that looks through death,
In years that bring the philosophic mind.<
(Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood, 175-186)

PS: This post is desicated to mGf Jon A WHO SHARES SOME OF dESI'S INTIMATIONS/INTIMIDATIONS OF OUR INNERMOST THOUGHTS, OFTEN LED ASTRAY INTO KNOTTY/ERRATIC/EROTIC TERRORTREES WHEN VISITED BY NIGHT VISIONED WRITERS OF YORE EG sHAKESPEARE, wORDSWORTH AND lARENCE. iF THOU HAD THE GALL TO aRsEK WHOSE THESE GENTLEMEN ARE, PLEASE GET THE HEAR2 OUT OF HELL!:):)

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Elaine Paige - Memory Lyrics
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Day light
see the dew on a sunflower
and a rose that is fading
roses wither away
like the sunflower
i yearn to turn my face to the dawn
i am waiting for the day

Midnight not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight, the withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan

Memory, All alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again

Every streetlamp seems to beat
A fatalistic warning
Someone mutters and the street lamp splutters
And soon
It will be morning

Daylight
I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I mustn't give in.
When the dawn comes
Tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin

(Music interlude)

Burnt out ends of smoky days
The stale cold smell of morning
A streetlamp dies; another night is over
Another day is dawning...

Touch me!
It's so easy to leave me
All alone with the memory
Of my days in the sun...
If you touch me, you'll understand what happiness is
Look, a new day has begun.

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