Thursday, October 28, 2021

Erasme de Rotterdam

 

"Nowadays the rage for possession has got to such a pitch that there is nothing in the realm of nature, whether sacred or profane, out of which profit cannot be squeezed."


Erasmus of Rotterdam
(28 October 1469 – 12 July 1536) 

Jordi Savall * 1 August 1941

Wednesday, October 27, 2021

Beers & Books CXLV – Dylan Thomas

"Join the army and see the next world."

Dylan Thomas (27 October 1914 – 9 November 1953)

Friday, October 22, 2021

Friday is Skyday

...

 

Reading tears in my eyes

 "If I go into the forest and meet a man with a thin jumper who has been walking around there for three days and screams out of fear when he sees me and I say he is safe with me and then he hugs me and cries for 20 minutes, I have never experienced anything like that."

Friday, October 15, 2021

Beers & Books CXLI – Stefano D'Arrigo

Measured by the number of titles,
D'Arrigo's literary oeuvre is slim
- one volume of poetry, two novels -
but his monumental magnum opus,
Horcynus Orca,
whose perfection occupied him for decades,
was perceived as a masterpiece
of Italian literature
when the first edition appeared in 1975.
The first translation of this novel
into another language 40 years later,
the translation into German
by Moshe Kahn in 2015,
was consistently hailed by literary critics
as the discovery
of a hitherto internationally unknown
piece of world literature.

Translated with www.DeepL.com/Translator (free version)

Stefano D'Arrigo (15 October 1919 – 2 May 1992)

Thursday, October 14, 2021

Laughing Lhursday*

There it had happened.
During a photo session
Burro lost balance
and a second later found himself
backwards on the beer bottom.

As rescue was at hand
the bur(ro)lesque had a happy end, though.
Afterwards, Burro felt, as he said,
Aphrodite-esque risen from the foam.


* [For first time visitors]:
Typo in the title? Nah. It's just that
I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.

Wednesday, October 13, 2021

Another year survived

Although I know that the longer I live the shorter I'll be dead, I shan't crow about.
I might regret, once ...