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JANE’S HAPPY ENDINGS

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Poema inédito da Lúcia Leão – publicado na Revista Literausten número 06/2019.

JANE’S HAPPY ENDINGS

Lúcia Leão[1]

were never there when she arrived.

She would dress, naked

inside, ready inside.

The garden was hers

to redefine, and with no rain

coming her way she learned life

can go on with no crying.

She learned to leave behind

simple beginnings and lessons,

she wanted to replant

in the middle of clouds

– a desire.

[1] Lúcia Leão é tradutora e escritora. Tem mestrado em literatura brasileira pela UERJ (Universidade do Estado do Rio de Janeiro) e mestrado em jornalismo pela Universidade de Miami (Flórida, EUA).

Um poema de Jane Austen

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Encontrei hoje um vídeo com um poema escrito por Jane Austen. O vídeo faz parte de um projeto chamado Pearls of Wisdom (Pérolas da Sabedoria).

This little bag – by Jane Austen

This little bag I hope will prove
To be not vainly made–
For, if you should a needle want
It will afford you aid.
And as we are about to part
T’will serve another end,
For when you look upon the Bag
You’ll recollect your friend

Tudo culpa de Jane Austen

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A Keggy do blog Poetry Therapy escreveu um poema culpando Jane Austen! Interessante é pensar o quanto Jane Austen se assombraria com a inúmeras habilidades que temos/tivemos que desenvolver/aprimorar enquanto moças de século XXI.

 
Ilustração de Ann Kronheimer – ilustradora de livros de Jane Austen para crianças. 
Leia os posts completos aqui.

I BLAME IT ALL ON JANE AUSTEN

I BLAME IT ALL ON JANE AUSTEN
IN HER FAMOUS NOVEL, ‘PRIDE AND PREJUDICE’
WHICH WE READ AS YOUNG, IMPRESSIONABLE GIRLS
THOSE MANY YEARS AGO
SHE TOLD OF THE TRAITS THAT
AN ‘ACCOMPLISHED LADY’ WAS EXPECTED TO HAVE –
‘A WOMAN MUST HAVE A THOROUGH KNOWLEDGE
OF MUSIC, SINGING, DRAWING, DANCING
AND MODERN LANGUAGES
TO DESERVE THE WORD’
‘ALL THIS SHE MUST POSSESS
TOGETHER WITH THE IMPROVEMENT OF HER MIND
BY EXTENSIVE READING’
SO I TOOK UP THE PIANO
AND PRACTISED EVERY DAY
(WELL EVERY SO OFTEN)
I SANG – IN THE SHOWER
I DREW – THE CURTAINS EVERY NIGHT
AND I DANCED – AT THE LOCAL DISCO
I READ EXTENSIVELY – ALL THE MAGAZINES IN THE DOCTOR’S WAITING ROOM
AND I SWORE EVERY NOW AND AGAIN – IF YOU’LL PARDON MY FRENCH !
BUT THAT WAS NOT ENOUGH
I STILL WASN’T ACCOMPLISHED
SO I TOOK UP WATERSKIING,
WINDSURFING AND SAILING,
MOUNTAIN BIKING AND SCUBA DIVING
BUT THAT WASN’T ENOUGH
SO I WENT TO YOGA CLASSES,
PRACTISED TAI CHI,
LIFTED WEIGHTS IN THE GYM
AND PLAYED SQUASH
STILL NOT ACCOMPLISHED ENOUGH
SO I LEARNED TO RIDE A MOTORCYCLE,
JOINED A RIFLE AND PISTOL CLUB,
SHOT AT TARGETS
(AND HIT THEM SOMETIMES..)
TOOK UP LONG DISTANCE WALKING,
CLIMBED MOUNTAINS, WENT CROSS-COUNTRY SKIING,
TOOK UP PHOTOGRAPHY AND POETRY,
LEARNT JAPANESE
BUT IT WAS ALL TOO MUCH
SO I STAYED HOME
DID SOME DRAWING
PLAYED THE PIANO
SANG ALONG TO THE RADIO
DANCED ROUND THE ROOM
AND READ MY LIBRARY BOOKS
I BLAME IT ALL ON JANE AUSTEN…

Rupert recita Bright Star

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Por indicação da Andréia Almeida, eu acabei de assistir uma gravação feita pelo ator Rupert Penry-Jones (Capitão Wentworth de 2007) do poema Bright Star de John Keats. Para quem não conhece ainda o poeta inglês, eu já escrevi um post aqui no blog a respeito de um filme, com o mesmo nome do poema, a respeito da vida do jovem poeta. Veja maiores detalhes aqui você poderá assistir ao trailler do filme aqui.

Abaixo, o poema Bright Star:
O poema Bright Star (John Keats)
Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art –
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like Nature’s patient, sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth’s human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors –
No – yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
Pillow’d upon my fair love’s ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever – or else swoon to death.

"A Darcy before I die" – Um Darcy antes que eu morra

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Antes de declamar o poema, Ronnie explica o contexto do livro e fala sobre o Mr. Darcy interpretado por Colin Firth em Orgulho e Preconceito (1995) e em Bridget Jones.

“A DARCY BEFORE I DIE” © June 2007 Ronnie Taheny
In a world of expectations, of standards far too high,
I want a Mr Darcy before I die.
Dependable, capable, passionate and bright,
Intelligent and witty, athletic, erudite.
Someone of integrity, somewhat of a gent.
In a world of extraordinary men this one’s heaven-sent.
He has to be handsome, romantic and fetching
and he must have a character that’s done its own sketching.
Cos I want him fully rendered with a sense of humour dry.
You see, I want a Darcy before I die.
We can ask Eliza Bennet, we can ask that Bridgit too,
We could even squeeze the truth from Germaine Greer before we’re thro.
The competition’s fierce for we girls upon this earth
But surely there must be more than one Colin Firth.
So I’ve asked in Scandinavia where divorce rates are high
And I’ve asked sheilas DownUnder to this brutal reply;
“Blokes?! They’re all a bunch of bastards and we couldn’t give a shag —
cos every good one is taken, or married, or a fag.”
And I’ve asked them in Beirut where they’ve even slept around
From New York, to Rio and old London town.
But they don’t want Peter Allen, they don’t want a clown,
They don’t want another well-meaning letdown
With a beggar’s bowl of courage and a tincture of good sense,
A guy to bore the pants off us by sitting on the fence.
We want someone who’s challenging but underneath quite shy.
Seems we all want a Darcy before we die.
Who’s solid and stable with a quick and quirky mind.
Honest and able, considerate and kind.
Thoughtful and provoking but not into control,
Disciplined and driven, whose career’s not on the dole.
With no pride nor prejudice, no addictions as such.
Just loyal and mannerly — am I asking too much?
Cos it’s really got me baffled and it’s harder than I thought
I’m a girl with standards and these guys keep falling short.
It’s becoming quite a mystery, a pandemic and a trend,
but it makes me feel much better if I blame it all on men.
See, I don’t need a mirror, I don’t need to change at all-
Surely, it’s not me who’s ageing, anal, rigid or twee, intolerant and cynical…
Or frumpy in my thinking, a Cyclops who cannot score
No, that’s for all the other girls; I’ve heard their shit before.
See, I’ve done my homework and I know I’m pretty hot.
Surely, it’s not me who’s shrouded in self-delusion with one massive, personal blind spot.
So in this world of expectations and standards never too high
I deserve a Darcy before I die.
Dependable, capable, passionate and bright,
Intelligent and witty, athletic, erudite.
And all those other things I said before I really meant
In this room of extraordinary men surely one of you is 100%.
I don’t need to compromise and nothing less will do.
Cos guys, I’m looking for a Darcy; does he sound a bit like you?
***
Para quem não lê em inglês, poderá ter uma idéia do poema usando o Google tradutor.

Lançamento do novo livro de Claufe Rodrigues

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Para quem estiver ou morar no Rio de Janeiro, aqui está uma dica imperdível: O lançamento do livro de poesias ‘O pó das palavras’ do meu amigo Claufe Rodrigues. Para quem não se lembra, o Claufe conduziu o programa sobre Jane Austen na Globo News.
Para conhecer mais sobre o Claufe Rodrigues, visite o site: http://www.clauferodrigues.com/

Artefatos raros em Winchester

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Artefatos raros da vida de Jane Austen, incluindo poemas escritos à mão e as primeiras edições de seus livros, estão em exposição em Winchester.

A Catedral de Winchester, onde a escritora está sepultada, começou um a exposição que vai até dia 20 de setembro. Sendo o primeiro de uma série de eventos em comemoração do bicentenário da morte de Jane Austen em 2017.
A exibição, ao lado de sua sepultura, mostra poemas escritos por Jane Austen sobre sua amiga Mrs Lefroy, as primeiras edições de Emma em três volumes de 1816, além de Northanger Abbey e Persuasion publicados juntos em 1818. Está também na exposição a nota escrita à mão pelo irmão de Austen, Henry, com as orientações sobre a inscrição que se encontra hoje no túmulo de Jane Austen.
Os poemas e a nota escrita por Henry pertencem à Winchester College. Esses artefatos nunca sairam da faculdade desde que foram doados à instituição na década de 30.