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“The chronicle of Prydain is a fantasy. Such things do not happen in real life. Or do they? Most of…”
“The chronicle of Prydain is a fantasy. Such things do not happen in real life. Or do they? Most of us are called on to perform tasks far beyond what we believe we can do. Our capabilities seldom match our aspirations, and we are often woefully unprepared. To this extent, we are all Assistant Pig-Keepers at heart.”
- Lloyd Alexander, preface to the The Book of Three.
- Lloyd Alexander, preface to the The Book of Three.
Winter (from Light)
Winter is out for a lot this year
the beach already is stiff
all will be one will be one this year
wings and ice will be one in the world
all will be changed in the world:
the boat will hear its steps on the ice
the war will hear its war on the ice
the woman will hear her hour on the ice
the hour of birth in the ice of death
winter is out for a lot.
Out for the houses the cities
out for the forests the clouds
the mountains the valleys fear
the heart the children peace.
Winter is out for a lot this year
the hand already is stiff
the crying of children is heard in the house
one will we be one life
I hear my house slip with the world
and scream all that has been screamed
the heart rams its boat into ice
shells rustling in the hull
winter is out for as much.
If I freeze fast in the ice
if you freeze fast my child
my great forest next summer
my great fear as I come
if you freeze fast my life:
then I am a vulture of wings and ice
tearing my liver, my living life
awake in eternity.
This winter is in for a lot.
- Inger Christensen, translated by Susanna Nied.
asterinblackbeek: Person: Don’t you ever do anything besides reading? Me: Not willingly.
Person: Don’t you ever do anything besides reading?
Me: Not willingly.
“Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him…”
“Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.”
- Alfred Lord Tennyson, from In Memoriam.
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.”
- Alfred Lord Tennyson, from In Memoriam.
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Winter (from Light)
Winter is out for a lot this year
the beach already is stiff
all will be one will be one this year
wings and ice will be one in the world
all will be changed in the world:
the boat will hear its steps on the ice
the war will hear its war on the ice
the woman will hear her hour on the ice
the hour of birth in the ice of death
winter is out for a lot.
Out for the houses the cities
out for the forests the clouds
the mountains the valleys fear
the heart the children peace.
Winter is out for a lot this year
the hand already is stiff
the crying of children is heard in the house
one will we be one life
I hear my house slip with the world
and scream all that has been screamed
the heart rams its boat into ice
shells rustling in the hull
winter is out for as much.
If I freeze fast in the ice
if you freeze fast my child
my great forest next summer
my great fear as I come
if you freeze fast my life:
then I am a vulture of wings and ice
tearing my liver, my living life
awake in eternity.
This winter is in for a lot.
- Inger Christensen, translated by Susanna Nied.
asterinblackbeek: Person: Don’t you ever do anything besides reading? Me: Not willingly.
Person: Don’t you ever do anything besides reading?
Me: Not willingly.
“Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him…”
“Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.”
- Alfred Lord Tennyson, from In Memoriam.
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.”
- Alfred Lord Tennyson, from In Memoriam.
