tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229254.post5948771777010962342..comments2023-10-01T11:09:42.394-04:00Comments on Blog with a View: Welcome to Rome 1cruelanimalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08045809979308725755noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12229254.post-63331687168792756732008-06-13T01:15:00.000-04:002008-06-13T01:15:00.000-04:00In Memory of Ivan Alexandrovich GoncharovOblamov r...In Memory of Ivan Alexandrovich Goncharov<BR/><BR/>Oblamov refused to leave his bed. Flood waters covered all cracks so he no longer knew where it would be safe to put his feet. Thousands of faithful serfs had been driven from their hovels and were camped out across his land waiting for word on what to do. Oblamov refused to take the bait. He knew what day it was, where the stars were in the heavens, and so he pulled the covers over his head and gnawed on a raw carrot. Leaning over the samovar, he studied cautiously how to flick one small gnat out of his tea. He was rich enough and fat enough to waste one whole day in this enterprise. The pounding of carpenters on his roof, the singing of women in the kitchen, the squealing of their children would not move him. Not even a message from the heresiarch of his Orthodox church troubled his watery eyes. Resolute not to rise from his bed, he knew he would turn from his door any begging Judas whom this evil day honored.<BR/><BR/>[Disposable Prose Friday 13, 2008]<BR/>Dr. MikeDr. Mikehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17477774398775735186noreply@blogger.com