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Ezra Pound

Życie i śmierć Ezry
nic w jednej scenie

Ezra Pound
*przewraca się w grobie*

Pola
*płacze*

Zgryzota
Czas umierać.

Ezra Funt
ihihihi!


koniec.


My darlings.

z etykietki:

Śpiewaj z Kubusiem
Kubuś z marchewek przetartych
Sam spróbuj jak wiele jest warty
Dla dzieci najlepszy od lat!
Sok marchwiowo-owocowy
Kubuś gęsty, ulubiony!
Tak pyszny jest już z natury
Gdy pijesz masz uśmiech na buzi!
Z Kubusiem udany masz dzień!
Sok marchwiowo-owocowy
Kubuś gęsty, ulubiony!

no kurwa.

warty? czemu nie wisły, do cholery?
natury - buzi? to ma być rym?
jaką funkcję pełnią trzeci i ósmy wers, jeden Bóg wie. Zgaduję, że to, co się powtarza, to refren. I dzięki niech będą niebiosom, że umieszczono obok informację "najlepszy do picia, naturalnie!". Bez podpowiedzi byłabym skłonna go zjeść. Dawno nic spoza studiów mnie tak nie sfrustrowało, ho, ho, tak, tak!

na temat

HOLY FUCK

Get yer G&D free preview NOW, idiot!!!!!!

Al-fucking-mighty! I want 24th November!!!

(yeah. Tom Waits to me is like ten thousand Byrhthnots to Krysia.)

Puss, pus and pussy

[today's post is sponsored by the word 'would'. Bright would! Would I were steadfast as thou art!]
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Hello, pussy!

Right. As we are freshly after mr I-endorse-wikipedia's classes, we may as well begin with that devil's tool. Wikipedia the almighty says:

Puss has these meanings:

* A slang and affectionate word for "cat": see pussy
* Puss moth, a species of moth and a type of aeroplane
* Puss (Swedish music duo), formed in Stockholm in 2001

We're not really interested in Swedish bands (shut up, black), so we'll skip that one. Pussy. Pussycat. I love you, pussycat!


Every excuse to post a Peter O'Toole picture is good enough to post a Peter O'Toole picture.

'What do you mean, you killed the stupid cat? You killed my pussy??
I would advise you to be careful with words, though. 'Pussy' has actually more meanings than the innocent wikipedia would like you to believe. One of them is derived from a Latin word for... well, find that one out for yourself, would you?
And in the meantime we'll examine (oi, yer naughty!) the most renown pussies of our time:


And one that is no less loveable:


And as for the puss moth:




What a cutie.

All right. But what about PUS? You know, the word that you actually *do* read with an 'ʌ'? (and a word that is, incidentally, a morpheme at the same time - but mind you, incidentally - okay?)
Well, it is a yellow-white, more or less viscid substance produced by suppuration and found in abscesses, sores, etc., consisting of a liquid plasma in which white blood cells are suspended. Yuk! No photos, you're welcome.
and for the curious who, apart from enjoying a certain dr Gregory, also enjoy a certain other dr Gregory - you might remember the adjective formed from 'pus' - it was purulent sputum, wasn't it?

...joe

and Joe's favourite tune (he's lunatic, you see)
(ale Dorocie i innym metalom się nie spodoba)

meet...

czytaj dzieciom

veni, cessi

ensoir ensoir (2)

Uncle Ziggy, my new inspiration <3

'Executions are not a good idea'

'I guess it's difficult to have children without women'

and the winner is...

'Women without men are even worse than men without women'

the old possum

ten riːzəns tʊ lʌv ti es eliət:
1. Hi wɑːs bəʊθ ə'merɪkən ænd 'ɪŋglɪʃ, 'hæv ɪŋ biːn bɔːn ɪn ə'merɪkə ɪn eɪ'tin eɪti eɪt (seɪnt lui,
mɪˈzʊəri) ænd tʃeɪndʒd his 'sɪtɪzənʃɪp tu ɪŋ'glɪʃ
2. Hi wɑːs stɪl ə 'vɜrdʒɪn æt twenti sɪks wen hi 'mærɪd his fɜːst waɪf, 'vɪviən heɪwʊd
3. Hi rəʊt ðə 'kɒkteɪl 'paːti ænd ðə lʌv sɒŋ əv dʒeɪ 'ælfrɪd 'pruːfrɒk
4. Hi rəʊt ðə 'weɪstlænd ænd fɔː kwɔː'teːz
5. Hi njuː 'lætɪn, griːk, frentʃ, dʒɜrmən, 'sænskrɪt, 'pɑːli ænd 'prɒbəbli 'iːvən mɔː 'læŋgwɪdʒɪs
6. Hi dɪd nɒɒt 'pʌblɪʃ loʊdz əv midiˈɒkrɪtɪs, bʌt ə smɔːl ə'maʊnt əv rɪəli gʊd 'pəʊətri
7. Hi rɪ'siːvd ðə noʊ'bel praiz ɪn lɪtrətʃər ɪn naɪntiːn fɔːti eɪt
8. Hi wɑːs frendz wɪθ d dʒeɪms dʒɔis, və ˈdʒɪn iə wʊlf, 'ezrə paʊnd, ænd ɪ'ventʃuəli iːvən si es luːɪs
9. Hi wɑːs ə sək'sesfəl 'lɪtrərə 'krɪtək ænd 'pʌblɪʃə
10. Hi maɪt həv biːn ə 'mentəli ʌn ˈsteɪbl ˈɑːs həʊl, bʌt ɪt 'dʌzənt rɪəli 'mætə.

Geoffrey Bernard is Unwell, and Matthew Arnold is seasick

Yeah I know, it's creepy. But oh well. It's Monday.

kopikorba

Kopikorba. I'm quite proud of it! Took lots of time, millions of stitches... and was loads of fun, overall. Notwithstanding the scratches and nearly lost gall bladder. Don't ask.

lazy bastard

A person who has not done one half his day's work by ten o'clock, runs a chance of leaving the other half undone - Mrs Dean in Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte

So true. So see you at Sajko's (śmiesznie to wygląda).

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Moons and Junes and ferris wheels

Rows and flows of angel hair
And ice-cream castles in the air
And feathered canyons everywhere
I've looked at clouds that way
But now they only block the sun
They rain and snow on everyone
So many things I would have done
But clouds got in my way

I've looked at clouds from both sides now
From up and down, and still somehow
It's clouds' illusions I recall
I really don't know clouds at all

Moons and Junes and ferris wheels
The dizzy dancing way you feel
As every fairy tale comes real
I've looked at love that way
But now it's just another show
You leave 'em laughing when you go
And if you care, don't let them know
Don't give yourself away

I've looked at love from both sides now
From give and take, and still somehow
It's love's illusions I recall
I really don't know love at all

Tears and fears and feeling proud
To say "I love you" right out loud
Dreams and schemes and circus crowds
I've looked at life that way
But now old friends are acting strange
They shake their heads
They say I've changed
Something's lost but something's gained
In living every day

I've looked at life from both sides now
From win and lose, and still somehow
It's life's illusions I recall
I really don't know life at all

Joni Mitchell, Both Sides Now

the battlement

Now, I don't know how I got from reading Ian Jack's introduction to 'Wuthering Heights' to brooding over detailed defence walls structure, but I sure did.
Up there, where you see B, you see crenels, and between them - merlons.
A crenel is basically a sophisticated kind of chink through which archers and/or crossbowmen shot their enemies, while a merlon is something that stands between the crenels.

Merlon Monroe
Crenels' literary pseudonyms include: carnels, embrasures, loops and wheelers.
Merlons are also known as cops or kneelers.

And yes, I'm tired and bored.

ensoir

Ensoir ensoir. GUYS!!! Remember not to talk personal stuff on the cellphone. 'Nuff said that they can trace the £200-West-African-girl in your basement.

P.S. do K.P. Jem galaretkę i czerpię z tego przyjemność (pomarańczowa za zyla z kocyka)

Golliwog

Hello, kids. Regardless of the innate laziness and acquired grumpiness (not to mention the not-exactly-received pronunciation) of the author, we shall not condone avoiding academic issues on this blog (although some excuses I could produce, being a lame student as I am, would not necessarily seem so obviously incredulous; yet I have not the least intention of giving umbrage to any roving student who might have the dubious pleasure of attending classes with me). Therefore, our tonight's entry will concern something unattempted yet in prose or rhyme...


GOLLIWOG!

Yes, that's right.

We shall defiantly scrutinize this absolutely outrageous, appalling racist standard that had reached rock-bottom of good taste quicker than you manage to say intracapsular ankylosis, and that has been inundating gullible young boys' minds for centuries on both continents (like, dude, are there any more?) ever since, to the utmost horror of their aghast mothers and oral skills teachers - before we unanimously spit upon it with disgust and distaste. Or my name ain't Screwtape. Actually, why should I bother? Their English is much more accessible:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blackface
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Golliwogg

(the Old Wasted Teachers Association actually encourages such practice!)


Andrzej, the Proud Golliwog

PS. It's not like I have some support guys, it's just royal we, correspondent to one of the tonight's entry's sponsoring mottos: The way you treat yourself sets the standard for others. Thanks Kasiu. Let's keep that in mind on Wednesday. (SFX: shivers)

Dziecko gratis

A czy ty odebrałeś już dziś swoje darmowe dziecko?

Everybody Lies

The truth lies where the sleeping dogs lie, und da liegt der Hund begraben.
You can either believe this man had made a sudden miraculous recovery, or admit he is an asshole.

(met in Natural History Museum, London 2008. Or was it somewhere else?)

all the people you knew were the actors

cling to yourself

Łacina, odsłona druga (i zapewne nie ostatnia...)

Łacina umarła.
Fakt, że dożyła aż 94 lat, nie zwiastuje jednak dobrze...