Tag Archives: poetry
There are several translations of Georg Trakl’s “De Profundis” out there. And here’s another. The poem is a bit melancholy and creepy, perhaps due to the murder that is indicated by the third stanza, at which point there is a … Continue reading
The Re-Hör-Saal … After Queen? Queensryche.
That’s the end of “P.” The first Pulp tune I have is “Common People,” which I know from the less breathy, less English William Shatner version, which I in a way prefer for its theatrical over-the-top nature.
So here I sit this afternoon at Mother Fool’s so as to get out of the apartment for a while. In addition Colonial Management said they would like to show the place between 4 and 6, so I’d rather not … Continue reading
Today’s news links come courtesy of the Post Chronicle, not quite the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, or Frankfurter Allgemeine Zeitung …
My alarm went off on time, but my speakers … ah, my speakers.
I’m getting behind on my grading. Correction: I got behind. I’ll get caught up … soon. But Friday will be another day of Brecht. As I say, if it ain’t Brecht, don’t fix it.
Sitting in my office this morning before heading off to teach I took a detour to YouTube for a search of and for a few old videos. Let me channel a Valley Girl for just a second: Oh. My. Gawd.
“Winter Scene” Perched on his bough, a monster raven makes the one strong note etched black upon the snow. But no! a stooping stout old goody takes her painful way, mumbling, stumbling and slow. What a wind-reddened nose, for gracious … Continue reading