Throwback Thursday Part 44

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So today’s TT is to the days we all had a good night’s sleep.

Which was probably in utero. I know I’ve done a similar Throwback a while ago. But hey, new songs!

And no, I know where Lion Sleeps Tonight.

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Saturday Poetry Corner 5: The Road Not Taken / Fire and Ice

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Today – bonus poem from Robert Frost.

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TV Series Opening 21: Mars

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I’ve always liked number 21 so I waited for this to post the opening to the series everybody knows I love.

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Saturday Poetry Corner 4: Dziewczyna

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I once introduced my favorite Polish poet on Twitter and mentioned of his near untranslatability. Ladies and gents, I give you Bolesław Leśmian.

Therefore, I present to you one poem, one of my most favorites, in Polish, and English. I cannot find it in German but from what I read it’s an awesome translation by Karl Dedecius (Das Mädchen).

Also, articles (in English and German) about the peculiarity of his poetry. The poem below is written in iambic octameter (metrum of eight accented feet like: sSsSsSsS||sSsSsSsS(s)). It also makes it easy to memorize, because of the music of it.

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TV Opening Series 20: Peaky Blinders

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Cillian Murphy.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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Saturday Poetry Corner 3: Le dormeur du val

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There might be his better, more profound and ground-breaking poems. I mean, I know there are, because I’ve read every and each one of them and few of his works I even translated. But somehow this little sonnet stayed with me ever since the first read. The broken rhythm, the line shifting, and finally – the twist. He turned the sonnet composition inside out. All while he was just 16 years old. Ladies and gents, let’s spend une saison en enfer* with Arthur Rimbaud and his brilliant brilliant troubled mind.

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Saturday Poetry Corner 2: Einsamkeit

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Rainer Maria Rilke. Not his most famous Duineian Elegies or Sonnets to Orpheus but a little, short poem about loneliness.

I also have to admit, I really don’t like* the English translation. I hope there’s a better one because it does not do this poem a justice. I don’t speak German but I heard it performed and the cadence and rhythm was just amazing. English version retains none of it.

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