Hi All Readers
thanks for joining the first TAB session of 2008 :)
thanks to Austin and Shawn for hosting!
here my two Italian writers of yesterday evening
see you next time :)
Davide
Mario Rigoni Stern
(Interviewed by Mazzacorati – Paolini)
How to live?
Well, we have to ask to ourselves this question not only at the end of a millennium, of a century, of a year; but everyday, when waking up, we should say:
“today what’s going to happen?”
I think we should do things well, because there is no greater satisfaction than in a well done job. A well done job, whichever job, executed by a man which does not look only to make money, but also an enrichment, a manual job, an intellectual job, whatever, a well done job is what satisfies the man.
I ask several times to people: did you ever witness a dawn on the mountains? Climbing the mountain when is still dark and waiting the sunrise.
It’s a spectacle which no tool created by the man can give you, this spectacle of the nature. At a certain moment, before the sun goes out from the horizon, there’s a quiver.
It’s not the air which moved, it’s something which let the grass to tremble, let the foliage to quiver if there are trees around; the air itself; and it’s a shiver which goes through your skin as well.
To me, it’s really the thrill of the creation which the sun brings us every morning.
Aldo Busi
(Casanova of himself)
“... a man actively human and not any more passively bestial, a man completely free, without fanaticisms, without ideological crutches all on the same side, and proud of himself and intransigent on debits and credits, and anyway good, generous, humble and disarmed, cheerful like only the ones who are practised with the pain without revenge can be, a man grateful and brilliant for every slightest thing of life, a bunch of iris excessively adorned by colours, with uncatchable names, a sheaf of peony with importunate pink, a small bunch of jasmines, a “good morning”, a blowjob, a smile, and a man which understands that needs of other people are not less needs compared to his ones.
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Jan 25, 2008 @ 10:27
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Hi All Readers
thanks for joining the first TAB session of 2008 :)
thanks to Austin and Shawn for hosting!
here my two Italian writers of yesterday evening
see you next time :)
Davide
Mario Rigoni Stern
(Interviewed by Mazzacorati – Paolini)
How to live?
Well, we have to ask to ourselves this question not only at the end of a millennium, of a century, of a year; but everyday, when waking up, we should say:
“today what’s going to happen?”
I think we should do things well, because there is no greater satisfaction than in a well done job. A well done job, whichever job, executed by a man which does not look only to make money, but also an enrichment, a manual job, an intellectual job, whatever, a well done job is what satisfies the man.
I ask several times to people: did you ever witness a dawn on the mountains? Climbing the mountain when is still dark and waiting the sunrise.
It’s a spectacle which no tool created by the man can give you, this spectacle of the nature. At a certain moment, before the sun goes out from the horizon, there’s a quiver.
It’s not the air which moved, it’s something which let the grass to tremble, let the foliage to quiver if there are trees around; the air itself; and it’s a shiver which goes through your skin as well.
To me, it’s really the thrill of the creation which the sun brings us every morning.
Aldo Busi
(Casanova of himself)
“... a man actively human and not any more passively bestial, a man completely free, without fanaticisms, without ideological crutches all on the same side, and proud of himself and intransigent on debits and credits, and anyway good, generous, humble and disarmed, cheerful like only the ones who are practised with the pain without revenge can be, a man grateful and brilliant for every slightest thing of life, a bunch of iris excessively adorned by colours, with uncatchable names, a sheaf of peony with importunate pink, a small bunch of jasmines, a “good morning”, a blowjob, a smile, and a man which understands that needs of other people are not less needs compared to his ones.
giglio6973Jan 25, 2008 @ 10:27
thanks for joining the first TAB session of 2008 :)
thanks to Austin and Shawn for hosting!
here my two Italian writers of yesterday evening
see you next time :)
Davide
Mario Rigoni Stern
(Interviewed by Mazzacorati – Paolini)
How to live?
Well, we have to ask to ourselves this question not only at the end of a millennium, of a century, of a year; but everyday, when waking up, we should say:
“today what’s going to happen?”
I think we should do things well, because there is no greater satisfaction than in a well done job. A well done job, whichever job, executed by a man which does not look only to make money, but also an enrichment, a manual job, an intellectual job, whatever, a well done job is what satisfies the man.
I ask several times to people: did you ever witness a dawn on the mountains? Climbing the mountain when is still dark and waiting the sunrise.
It’s a spectacle which no tool created by the man can give you, this spectacle of the nature. At a certain moment, before the sun goes out from the horizon, there’s a quiver.
It’s not the air which moved, it’s something which let the grass to tremble, let the foliage to quiver if there are trees around; the air itself; and it’s a shiver which goes through your skin as well.
To me, it’s really the thrill of the creation which the sun brings us every morning.
Aldo Busi
(Casanova of himself)
“... a man actively human and not any more passively bestial, a man completely free, without fanaticisms, without ideological crutches all on the same side, and proud of himself and intransigent on debits and credits, and anyway good, generous, humble and disarmed, cheerful like only the ones who are practised with the pain without revenge can be, a man grateful and brilliant for every slightest thing of life, a bunch of iris excessively adorned by colours, with uncatchable names, a sheaf of peony with importunate pink, a small bunch of jasmines, a “good morning”, a blowjob, a smile, and a man which understands that needs of other people are not less needs compared to his ones.
giglio6973Jan 25, 2008 @ 10:27
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Jan 25, 2008 @ 11:18
In this book we learn all about Lilith. She is the object of desire of all men and home for all contradictions: arrogant and humble, past and future, naked but unseen, with stabs softer than caresses. She is a giver of dreams, a forest, with long tresses and a smile, the sweet slumber after the sensual storm. Her charm is never undone. Lilith is the unbridled lust, the inner moon, the first seduction and the last remorse, the unquenchable thirst. She is Salome's last dance, the dew of ecstasy. Mother of Nefertiti and Balquis. And she is back. "I have returned" she says. "I am the lioness of the master, ... I only shine in pitch darkness.... I am the curse of past curse... the first and the last... the adored and the scorned..."
The piece I read yesterday (translated from Arabic:
"I'm Lilith the first woman, Adam's partner in creation not one of his ribs. From mud my God created me to be the origin, and from Adam's rib He created Eve to be his shadow. When I was bored with my partner I went out to live my life. I intrigued my snake messenger to seduce Adam with the apple of knowledge, and when I became victorious, I re-planted the glory of sin into the imagination and the pleasure of disobedience to life.
I'm the woman woman, the Goddess mother and the Goddess daughter. I grow up to be the daughter and the seduction of all times. I married the truth and the legend to be both. I'm Delilah and Salome and Nefertiti between women. I'm the queen of Sheba and Helena of Troy and Maria Magdalene.
I'm Lilith the chosen wife and the divorced wife, the night and the bird of night, the woman of truth and the legendary woman, early languages tell my story and books explain me, and when I'm mentioned between women, prayers curse me.
I'm the darkness female not the female light. No explanations can restraint me and I won't submit to a meaning. Religions described me as evil and women accused me of being manly, but I'm not the manly woman not the playful woman, I'm the completeness of the missing feminine. I do not declare war on men, nor steal embryos from the wombs of women, as I'm the wanted deviless, the crown of knowledge and the ring of love and liberty.
I'm the two sexes Lilith. I'm the longed for. I take and do not give. I return Adam to his truth, and to Eve her desire so as life continues.
P.S. Haddad is a Lebanese writer, poet and journalist.
www.joumanahaddad.com
The piece I read yesterday (translated from Arabic:
"I'm Lilith the first woman, Adam's partner in creation not one of his ribs. From mud my God created me to be the origin, and from Adam's rib He created Eve to be his shadow. When I was bored with my partner I went out to live my life. I intrigued my snake messenger to seduce Adam with the apple of knowledge, and when I became victorious, I re-planted the glory of sin into the imagination and the pleasure of disobedience to life.
I'm the woman woman, the Goddess mother and the Goddess daughter. I grow up to be the daughter and the seduction of all times. I married the truth and the legend to be both. I'm Delilah and Salome and Nefertiti between women. I'm the queen of Sheba and Helena of Troy and Maria Magdalene.
I'm Lilith the chosen wife and the divorced wife, the night and the bird of night, the woman of truth and the legendary woman, early languages tell my story and books explain me, and when I'm mentioned between women, prayers curse me.
I'm the darkness female not the female light. No explanations can restraint me and I won't submit to a meaning. Religions described me as evil and women accused me of being manly, but I'm not the manly woman not the playful woman, I'm the completeness of the missing feminine. I do not declare war on men, nor steal embryos from the wombs of women, as I'm the wanted deviless, the crown of knowledge and the ring of love and liberty.
I'm the two sexes Lilith. I'm the longed for. I take and do not give. I return Adam to his truth, and to Eve her desire so as life continues.
P.S. Haddad is a Lebanese writer, poet and journalist.
www.joumanahaddad.com
The text you are quoting:
In this book we learn all about Lilith. She is the object of desire of all men and home for all contradictions: arrogant and humble, past and future, naked but unseen, with stabs softer than caresses. She is a giver of dreams, a forest, with long tresses and a smile, the sweet slumber after the sensual storm. Her charm is never undone. Lilith is the unbridled lust, the inner moon, the first seduction and the last remorse, the unquenchable thirst. She is Salome's last dance, the dew of ecstasy. Mother of Nefertiti and Balquis. And she is back. "I have returned" she says. "I am the lioness of the master, ... I only shine in pitch darkness.... I am the curse of past curse... the first and the last... the adored and the scorned..."
The piece I read yesterday (translated from Arabic:
"I'm Lilith the first woman, Adam's partner in creation not one of his ribs. From mud my God created me to be the origin, and from Adam's rib He created Eve to be his shadow. When I was bored with my partner I went out to live my life. I intrigued my snake messenger to seduce Adam with the apple of knowledge, and when I became victorious, I re-planted the glory of sin into the imagination and the pleasure of disobedience to life.
I'm the woman woman, the Goddess mother and the Goddess daughter. I grow up to be the daughter and the seduction of all times. I married the truth and the legend to be both. I'm Delilah and Salome and Nefertiti between women. I'm the queen of Sheba and Helena of Troy and Maria Magdalene.
I'm Lilith the chosen wife and the divorced wife, the night and the bird of night, the woman of truth and the legendary woman, early languages tell my story and books explain me, and when I'm mentioned between women, prayers curse me.
I'm the darkness female not the female light. No explanations can restraint me and I won't submit to a meaning. Religions described me as evil and women accused me of being manly, but I'm not the manly woman not the playful woman, I'm the completeness of the missing feminine. I do not declare war on men, nor steal embryos from the wombs of women, as I'm the wanted deviless, the crown of knowledge and the ring of love and liberty.
I'm the two sexes Lilith. I'm the longed for. I take and do not give. I return Adam to his truth, and to Eve her desire so as life continues.
P.S. Haddad is a Lebanese writer, poet and journalist.
www.joumanahaddad.com
loula, Jan 25, 2008 @ 11:18
The piece I read yesterday (translated from Arabic:
"I'm Lilith the first woman, Adam's partner in creation not one of his ribs. From mud my God created me to be the origin, and from Adam's rib He created Eve to be his shadow. When I was bored with my partner I went out to live my life. I intrigued my snake messenger to seduce Adam with the apple of knowledge, and when I became victorious, I re-planted the glory of sin into the imagination and the pleasure of disobedience to life.
I'm the woman woman, the Goddess mother and the Goddess daughter. I grow up to be the daughter and the seduction of all times. I married the truth and the legend to be both. I'm Delilah and Salome and Nefertiti between women. I'm the queen of Sheba and Helena of Troy and Maria Magdalene.
I'm Lilith the chosen wife and the divorced wife, the night and the bird of night, the woman of truth and the legendary woman, early languages tell my story and books explain me, and when I'm mentioned between women, prayers curse me.
I'm the darkness female not the female light. No explanations can restraint me and I won't submit to a meaning. Religions described me as evil and women accused me of being manly, but I'm not the manly woman not the playful woman, I'm the completeness of the missing feminine. I do not declare war on men, nor steal embryos from the wombs of women, as I'm the wanted deviless, the crown of knowledge and the ring of love and liberty.
I'm the two sexes Lilith. I'm the longed for. I take and do not give. I return Adam to his truth, and to Eve her desire so as life continues.
P.S. Haddad is a Lebanese writer, poet and journalist.
www.joumanahaddad.com
loula, Jan 25, 2008 @ 11:18
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Jan 25, 2008 @ 14:02
sublime prose, thanks (nt)
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Jan 28, 2008 @ 15:39
"The girl with the dragon tattoo" by Swedish writer Stieg Larsson. The first of a triology, now translated both to English and French and available at Payot for example, it is a really good detective novel which incoporates an exciting detective plot with a lot of interesting information about the abuses of women in the country often proclaimed as the most equal one...
"Reading Lolita in Teheran: A Memoire in Books" by Azar Nafisi. Very interesting book about both the happenings in Iran following the revolution in 1979 until the end of the century and a passionate interest in books and teaching and discussing books.
In the wors of a reviewer, Mona Simpson:
"Reading Lolita in Tehran, a memoir by Azar Nafisi, the daughter of a former charismatic mayor of pre-revolutionary Tehran and of a woman who won a seat in Parliament in 1963, chronicles the personal and intellectual unfoldings of a private literature class she started in Tehran after she left her last teaching post. She'd resigned from the University of Tehran years earlier, refusing to wear the veil.
The group consists of seven women ("girls," she calls them), children of the revolution, greatly diverse in religious and political beliefs and backgrounds, who arrive at her house every Thursday morning for two years in the mid-1990s, take off their chadors and scarves, and talk about books ? Lolita, The Great Gatsby, Daisy Miller, Pride and Prejudice. These young women, who outside the class struggle to live under the laws and potential daily humiliation of the Islamic Republic, make it painfully clear that we read not only for the most exalted but also for the most basic reasons."
"Reading Lolita in Teheran: A Memoire in Books" by Azar Nafisi. Very interesting book about both the happenings in Iran following the revolution in 1979 until the end of the century and a passionate interest in books and teaching and discussing books.
In the wors of a reviewer, Mona Simpson:
"Reading Lolita in Tehran, a memoir by Azar Nafisi, the daughter of a former charismatic mayor of pre-revolutionary Tehran and of a woman who won a seat in Parliament in 1963, chronicles the personal and intellectual unfoldings of a private literature class she started in Tehran after she left her last teaching post. She'd resigned from the University of Tehran years earlier, refusing to wear the veil.
The group consists of seven women ("girls," she calls them), children of the revolution, greatly diverse in religious and political beliefs and backgrounds, who arrive at her house every Thursday morning for two years in the mid-1990s, take off their chadors and scarves, and talk about books ? Lolita, The Great Gatsby, Daisy Miller, Pride and Prejudice. These young women, who outside the class struggle to live under the laws and potential daily humiliation of the Islamic Republic, make it painfully clear that we read not only for the most exalted but also for the most basic reasons."
The text you are quoting:
"The girl with the dragon tattoo" by Swedish writer Stieg Larsson. The first of a triology, now translated both to English and French and available at Payot for example, it is a really good detective novel which incoporates an exciting detective plot with a lot of interesting information about the abuses of women in the country often proclaimed as the most equal one...
"Reading Lolita in Teheran: A Memoire in Books" by Azar Nafisi. Very interesting book about both the happenings in Iran following the revolution in 1979 until the end of the century and a passionate interest in books and teaching and discussing books.
In the wors of a reviewer, Mona Simpson:
"Reading Lolita in Tehran, a memoir by Azar Nafisi, the daughter of a former charismatic mayor of pre-revolutionary Tehran and of a woman who won a seat in Parliament in 1963, chronicles the personal and intellectual unfoldings of a private literature class she started in Tehran after she left her last teaching post. She'd resigned from the University of Tehran years earlier, refusing to wear the veil.
The group consists of seven women ("girls," she calls them), children of the revolution, greatly diverse in religious and political beliefs and backgrounds, who arrive at her house every Thursday morning for two years in the mid-1990s, take off their chadors and scarves, and talk about books ? Lolita, The Great Gatsby, Daisy Miller, Pride and Prejudice. These young women, who outside the class struggle to live under the laws and potential daily humiliation of the Islamic Republic, make it painfully clear that we read not only for the most exalted but also for the most basic reasons."
LNA__, Jan 28, 2008 @ 15:39
"Reading Lolita in Teheran: A Memoire in Books" by Azar Nafisi. Very interesting book about both the happenings in Iran following the revolution in 1979 until the end of the century and a passionate interest in books and teaching and discussing books.
In the wors of a reviewer, Mona Simpson:
"Reading Lolita in Tehran, a memoir by Azar Nafisi, the daughter of a former charismatic mayor of pre-revolutionary Tehran and of a woman who won a seat in Parliament in 1963, chronicles the personal and intellectual unfoldings of a private literature class she started in Tehran after she left her last teaching post. She'd resigned from the University of Tehran years earlier, refusing to wear the veil.
The group consists of seven women ("girls," she calls them), children of the revolution, greatly diverse in religious and political beliefs and backgrounds, who arrive at her house every Thursday morning for two years in the mid-1990s, take off their chadors and scarves, and talk about books ? Lolita, The Great Gatsby, Daisy Miller, Pride and Prejudice. These young women, who outside the class struggle to live under the laws and potential daily humiliation of the Islamic Republic, make it painfully clear that we read not only for the most exalted but also for the most basic reasons."
LNA__, Jan 28, 2008 @ 15:39
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