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| Nice last November day |
Monday, November 30, 2020
Sunday, November 29, 2020
Beers & Books XXXII – Siegfried Lenz
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| The German Lesson was one of his most remarkable novels. |
Siegfried Lenz (17 March 1926 – 7 October 2014)
Saturday, November 28, 2020
Friday, November 27, 2020
Thursday, November 26, 2020
Wednesday, November 25, 2020
Beers & Books XXXI
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| Himmerlandsgeschichten A rediscovery, published this year. Not in English, though. |
Johannes V. Jensen (20. January 1873 – 25 November 1950)
Tuesday, November 24, 2020
Monday, November 23, 2020
Sunday, November 22, 2020
Saturday, November 21, 2020
Beers & Books XXIX
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| Voltaire – Frederick II Correspondence |
Voltaire (21 November 1694 – 30 May 1778)
Friedrich II ("the Great") 24 January 1712 – 17 August 1786)
Friday, November 20, 2020
Thursday, November 19, 2020
Writers: José Saramago
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| Each book a juwel. Look and see. All the Names Blindness Hellebarden (fragment) Seeing The Cave |
José Saramago (16 November 1922 – 18 June 2010
Wednesday, November 18, 2020
Tuesday, November 17, 2020
Monday, November 16, 2020
Saturday, November 14, 2020
Friday, November 13, 2020
Thursday, November 12, 2020
Writers: John McGahern
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| Beckett, Joyce, Flann O'Brien, Edna O'Brien O'Casey, O'Cadhain, O'Connor, O'Faolain, O'Flaherty, etc., etc., there're so many great Irish writers. And there's John McGahern. |
John McGahern (12 November 1934 – 30 March 2006)
Wednesday, November 11, 2020
Tuesday, November 10, 2020
Monday, November 09, 2020
Saturday, November 07, 2020
A case of you
Joni Mitchell *7 November, 1943
"Just before our love got lost you said
"I am as constant as a northern star"
And I said "Constantly in the darkness
Where's that at?
If you want me I'll be in the bar"
On the back of a cartoon coaster
In the blue TV screen light
I drew a map of Canada
Oh Canada
With your face sketched on it twice
Oh you're in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you darling
Still I'd be on my feet
oh I would still be on my feet
Oh I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
I'm frightened by the devil
And I'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid
I remember that time you told me you said
"Love is touching souls"
Surely you touched mine
'Cause part of you pours out of me
In these lines from time to time
Oh, you're in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you darling
And I would still be on my feet
I would still be on my feet
I met a woman
She had a mouth like yours
She knew your life
She knew your devils and your deeds
And she said
"Go to him, stay with him if you can
But be prepared to bleed"
Oh but you are in my blood
You're my holy wine
You're so bitter, bitter and so sweet
Oh, I could drink a case of you darling
Friday, November 06, 2020
Thursday, November 05, 2020
Beers & Books XXVII
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| Alright, a beer and a film. |
Alfred Wainwright (17 January 1907 – 20 January 1991)
The Englishman who Went up a Hill and Came down a Mountain
Miserable fools
Every miserable fool who has nothing at all of which he can be proud, adopts as a last resource pride in the nation to which he belongs; he is ready and happy to defend all its faults and follies tooth and nail, thus reimbursing himself for his own inferiority.
Arthur Schopenhauer (22 February 1788 – 21 September 1860
Tuesday, November 03, 2020
Beers & Books XXVI
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| Morale in times of globalisation - - I think in English the title is The Art of the Impossible |
Václav Havel (5 October 1936 – 18 December 2011)
Sunday, November 01, 2020
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