Fils de novembre
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It's Nov 11, so I suppose it's appropriate that I only recently realised what Jacques Brel meant in Le Plat Pays with "les fils de novembre nous reviennent en mai" ("the sons of November come back to us in May"). I don't know if it's because I'm slow or if it's because I don't like to think that the people born during WW1 fought in WW2.
Speaking of Nov 11, have a poem by Guillaume Apollinaire, who you may remember from this post.
CARTE POSTALE
Je t’écris de dessous la tente
Tandis que meurt ce jour d’été
Où floraison éblouissante
Dans le ciel à peine bleuté
Une canonnade éclatante
Se fane avant d’avoir été
POSTCARD (translation by me)
I write to you from beneath the tent
As dies this summer's day
Where blossoming resplendescent
In the sky barely blue instead of gray
A cannonade incandescent
Fades before it can stay
Apollinaire died Nov 9 1918, two days before the end of the war.
As far as Reading Wednesday goes, I could pretty much copy-paste last week's entry here, so let's not and say we did.
(I have started canon review for yuletide, btw, so expect the list of what I'm reading not to change that much in future.)
You may (or may not) be happy to learn that I will be going forward with the "walk the Paris-set books"/"one chapter/one walk a week and post some pictures/commentary" thing I mentionned last time. I made
paris_novel_walks for this purpose. Gonna write down a couple guidelines for myself and then we'll see what happens. -- I'll probably end up doing the walks on week-ends and linking to the post in the following reading wednesday, let's face it.
Speaking of Nov 11, have a poem by Guillaume Apollinaire, who you may remember from this post.
CARTE POSTALE
Je t’écris de dessous la tente
Tandis que meurt ce jour d’été
Où floraison éblouissante
Dans le ciel à peine bleuté
Une canonnade éclatante
Se fane avant d’avoir été
POSTCARD (translation by me)
I write to you from beneath the tent
As dies this summer's day
Where blossoming resplendescent
In the sky barely blue instead of gray
A cannonade incandescent
Fades before it can stay
Apollinaire died Nov 9 1918, two days before the end of the war.
As far as Reading Wednesday goes, I could pretty much copy-paste last week's entry here, so let's not and say we did.
(I have started canon review for yuletide, btw, so expect the list of what I'm reading not to change that much in future.)
You may (or may not) be happy to learn that I will be going forward with the "walk the Paris-set books"/"one chapter/one walk a week and post some pictures/commentary" thing I mentionned last time. I made
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Date: 2015-11-12 04:49 am (UTC)... but now my heart is sad.
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Date: 2015-11-11 02:02 pm (UTC)J'ai bien rigolé.
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Date: 2015-11-11 06:36 pm (UTC)I'm glad you're going forward with the book photos thing! Have you thought about setting up a tumblr for it? I think the "books + Paris photos" idea could be popular.
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Date: 2015-11-12 01:50 pm (UTC)I hadn't thought of that. It's not a bad idea, except I am terrible at tumblr!
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