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🎧 James Blunt
🍁 How I wish I could surrender my soul;
Shed the clothes that become my skin;
See the liar that
burns within my needing.
How I wish I'd chosen
darkness from cold.
How I wish I had screamed out loud,
Instead I've found no meaning.
چقدر دلم ميخواست ميتونستم روحم رو تسليم كنم
اين لباسهايى كه پوست بدنم شدن رو در مياوردم (كنايه از اينكه از اين ظاهرسازى رها ميشدم)
اون دروغگويى كه بين نيازهام شعله ور هست رو ميديدم (كنايه از اينكه نيمى از نيازهايى كه در وجودمان شعله ور هست دروغى بيش نيست)
چقدر دلم ميخواست در ميان سرما
تاريكى رو انتخاب ميكردم
چقدر دلم ميخواست با صداى بلند فرياد ميزدم
اما به جاش هيچ معنايى پيدا نكردم
🍂 I guess it's time I run far, far away;
find comfort in pain,
All pleasure's the same
it just keeps me from trouble.
Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.
I've heard what they say,
but I'm not here for trouble.
It's more than just words:
it's just tears and rain.
فكر كنم وقتشه فرار كنم به اون دور دورها
ميان درد آسايش رو پيدا كنم
همه ى لذت ها مثل هم هستن
فقط منو از مشكلات دور نگه ميدارن
رنگ واقعى منو پنهان ميكنن، درست مثل دورين گرى( اسم يك فيلم درام)
شنيدم اونها چى ميگن،
اما من براى دردسر اينجا نيستم
اين فراتر از فقط يه سرى حرفه
اين درست مثل قصه ى اشك و بارونه
🍁 How I wish I could walk
through the doors of my mind;
Hold memory close at hand,
Help me understand the years.
How I wish I could choose between Heaven and Hell.
How I wish I would save my soul.
I'm so cold from fear.
چقدر دلم ميخواست ميتونستم
از درهاى ذهنم بگذرم و خارج بشم
خاطرات رو در دستم و نزديكم نگه دارم
اونها بهم كمك ميكنن سالها رو درك كنم
كاش ميتونستم بين بهشت و جهنم يكى رو انتخاب كنم
از ترس حسابى سرد شدم
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Tears and Rain
🎧 James Blunt
🍁 How I wish I could surrender my soul;
Shed the clothes that become my skin;
See the liar that
burns within my needing.
How I wish I'd chosen
darkness from cold.
How I wish I had screamed out loud,
Instead I've found no meaning.
چقدر دلم ميخواست ميتونستم روحم رو تسليم كنم
اين لباسهايى كه پوست بدنم شدن رو در مياوردم (كنايه از اينكه از اين ظاهرسازى رها ميشدم)
اون دروغگويى كه بين نيازهام شعله ور هست رو ميديدم (كنايه از اينكه نيمى از نيازهايى كه در وجودمان شعله ور هست دروغى بيش نيست)
چقدر دلم ميخواست در ميان سرما
تاريكى رو انتخاب ميكردم
چقدر دلم ميخواست با صداى بلند فرياد ميزدم
اما به جاش هيچ معنايى پيدا نكردم
🍂 I guess it's time I run far, far away;
find comfort in pain,
All pleasure's the same
it just keeps me from trouble.
Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.
I've heard what they say,
but I'm not here for trouble.
It's more than just words:
it's just tears and rain.
فكر كنم وقتشه فرار كنم به اون دور دورها
ميان درد آسايش رو پيدا كنم
همه ى لذت ها مثل هم هستن
فقط منو از مشكلات دور نگه ميدارن
رنگ واقعى منو پنهان ميكنن، درست مثل دورين گرى( اسم يك فيلم درام)
شنيدم اونها چى ميگن،
اما من براى دردسر اينجا نيستم
اين فراتر از فقط يه سرى حرفه
اين درست مثل قصه ى اشك و بارونه
🍁 How I wish I could walk
through the doors of my mind;
Hold memory close at hand,
Help me understand the years.
How I wish I could choose between Heaven and Hell.
How I wish I would save my soul.
I'm so cold from fear.
چقدر دلم ميخواست ميتونستم
از درهاى ذهنم بگذرم و خارج بشم
خاطرات رو در دستم و نزديكم نگه دارم
اونها بهم كمك ميكنن سالها رو درك كنم
كاش ميتونستم بين بهشت و جهنم يكى رو انتخاب كنم
از ترس حسابى سرد شدم
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📚A new collection from "one of the real treasures in poetry of our time" ( Washington Post ). Linda Pastan writes, "the art that mattered / was the life led fully / stanza by swollen stanza." That life is portrayed here, from memories of the poet's earliest childhood and the ambiguities of marriage and love to the surprises that come with age, always with a consciousness of what is happening in the larger world.
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The headlines and feature stories alike
leak blood all over the breakfast table,
the wounding of the world mingling
with smells of bacon and bread.
Small pains are merely anterooms for larger,
and every shadow has a brother, just waiting.
Even grace is sullied by ancient angers.
I must remember it has always been like this:
those Trojan women, learning their fates;
the simple sharpness of the guillotine.
A filigree of cruelty adorns every culture.
I’ve thumbed through the pages of my life,
longing for childhood whose failures
were merely personal, for all
the stations of love I passed through.
Shadows and the shadow of shadows
I am like the queen of a rainy country,
powerless and grown old. Another morning
with its quaint obligations: newspaper,
bacon grease, rattle of dishes and bones.
✍ Linda Pastan
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A Rainy Country
The headlines and feature stories alike
leak blood all over the breakfast table,
the wounding of the world mingling
with smells of bacon and bread.
Small pains are merely anterooms for larger,
and every shadow has a brother, just waiting.
Even grace is sullied by ancient angers.
I must remember it has always been like this:
those Trojan women, learning their fates;
the simple sharpness of the guillotine.
A filigree of cruelty adorns every culture.
I’ve thumbed through the pages of my life,
longing for childhood whose failures
were merely personal, for all
the stations of love I passed through.
Shadows and the shadow of shadows
I am like the queen of a rainy country,
powerless and grown old. Another morning
with its quaint obligations: newspaper,
bacon grease, rattle of dishes and bones.
✍ Linda Pastan
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💭Poet Linda Pastan was raised in New York City but has lived for most of her life in Potomac, Maryland, a suburb of Washington, DC. In her senior year at Radcliffe College, Pastan won the Mademoiselle poetry prize (Sylvia Plath was the runner-up). Immediately following graduation, however, she decided to give up writing poetry in order to concentrate on raising her family. After ten years at home, her husband urged her to return to poetry. Since the early 1970s, Pastan has produced quiet lyrics that focus on themes like marriage, parenting, and grief. She is interested in the anxieties that exist under the surface of everyday life.
💭Pastan's many awards include the Dylan Thomas award, a Pushcart Prize, the Bess Hokin Prize from Poetry, the Poetry Society of America's Alice Fay di Castagnola Award, and the Ruth Lilly Poetry Prize, in 2003. Pastan served as Poet Laureate of Maryland from 1991 to 1995 and was on the staff of the Bread Loaf Writers’ Conference for 20 years. She is the author of over 15 books of poetry and essays. Her PM/AM: New and Selected Poems (1982) and Carnival Evening: New and Selected Poems 1968–1998 (1998) were finalists for the National Book Award; The Imperfect Paradise (1988) was a finalist for the Los Angeles Times Book Prize. Her recent collections include The Last Uncle (2001), Queen of a Rainy Country (2006), Traveling Light (2011), Insomnia (2015), and A Dog Runs Through It (2018). She lives in Chevy Chase, Maryland.
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💭Poet Linda Pastan was raised in New York City but has lived for most of her life in Potomac, Maryland, a suburb of Washington, DC. In her senior year at Radcliffe College, Pastan won the Mademoiselle poetry prize (Sylvia Plath was the runner-up). Immediately following graduation, however, she decided to give up writing poetry in order to concentrate on raising her family. After ten years at home, her husband urged her to return to poetry. Since the early 1970s, Pastan has produced quiet lyrics that focus on themes like marriage, parenting, and grief. She is interested in the anxieties that exist under the surface of everyday life.
💭Pastan's many awards include the Dylan Thomas award, a Pushcart Prize, the Bess Hokin Prize from Poetry, the Poetry Society of America's Alice Fay di Castagnola Award, and the Ruth Lilly Poetry Prize, in 2003. Pastan served as Poet Laureate of Maryland from 1991 to 1995 and was on the staff of the Bread Loaf Writers’ Conference for 20 years. She is the author of over 15 books of poetry and essays. Her PM/AM: New and Selected Poems (1982) and Carnival Evening: New and Selected Poems 1968–1998 (1998) were finalists for the National Book Award; The Imperfect Paradise (1988) was a finalist for the Los Angeles Times Book Prize. Her recent collections include The Last Uncle (2001), Queen of a Rainy Country (2006), Traveling Light (2011), Insomnia (2015), and A Dog Runs Through It (2018). She lives in Chevy Chase, Maryland.
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(1932—2023) was the author of fifteen volumes of poems, most recently Almost an Elegy. A two-time National Book Award finalist and former poet laureate of Maryland, her many honors include the Maurice English Award and the 2003 Ruth Lilly Poetry Prize. Her poems have been translated into eight languages.
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Linda Pastan
(1932—2023) was the author of fifteen volumes of poems, most recently Almost an Elegy. A two-time National Book Award finalist and former poet laureate of Maryland, her many honors include the Maurice English Award and the 2003 Ruth Lilly Poetry Prize. Her poems have been translated into eight languages.
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🔸 Linda Pastan (1932—2023) was the author of fifteen volumes of poems, most recently Almost an Elegy. A two-time National Book Award finalist and former poet laureate of Maryland, her many honors include the Maurice English Award and the 2003 Ruth Lilly Poetry…
🔸لیندا پاستان شاعر معاصر امریکایی است که در سال ١٩٣٢ در برونکس به دنیا آمد.
♧¿¡°•wιѕнeѕ αre ɴoт ғυlғιlled нere,
тнey αre ғorɢoттeɴ... •°¡¿♧
اینجا آرزوها برآورده نمیشوند،
فراموش میشوند....
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тнey αre ғorɢoттeɴ... •°¡¿♧
اینجا آرزوها برآورده نمیشوند،
فراموش میشوند....
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The First Man
is Albert Camus' unfinished final novel. On January 4, 1960, at the age of forty-six, Camus died in a car accident. The incomplete manuscript of The First Man, the autobiographical novel Camus was working on at the time of his death, was found in the mud at the accident site.
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The First Man is Albert Camus' unfinished final novel.
▫️On January 4, 1960, at the age of forty-six, Camus was killed in a car accident. The incomplete manuscript of The First Man, the autobiographical novel Camus was working on at the time of his death, was found in the mud at the accident site. Camus' daughter, Catherine Camus, later transcribed the handwritten manuscript to type press, and published the book in 1994. Camus hoped that it would be his masterpiece and some critics agreed with his view, even in its unfinished state – largely citing the physical intensity and uninhibited psychology of boyhood as removed from the reservedness of Camus' other novels.
▫️The incomplete manuscript of The First Man, which Camus had referred to as "the novel of my maturity," was found in a mud-spattered briefcase near the wreckage of the car in which Camus died in January of 1960, when he was forty-six. Partly a novel of childhood and partly an epic narrative of his beloved Algeria, The First Man was intended to re-create Camus’s homeland– then still a colony in a traumatic struggle for independence– for the mainland French.
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▫️The novel takes Jacques Cormery from birth to his years in the lycée, or secondary school, in Algiers. In a departure from the intellectual and philosophical weight of his earlier works, Camus wanted this novel to be "heavy with things and flesh." It is a novel of basic and essential things: childhood, schooldays, the life of the body, the power of the sun and the sea, the painful love of a son for his mother, the search for a lost father. But it is also about the history of a colonial people in a vast and not always hospitable African landscape, about the complex relationship of a "mother" country to its colonists, and about the intimate effects of war and political revolution.
#Englishliterature #Novel #AlbertCamus
The First Man
The First Man is Albert Camus' unfinished final novel.
▫️On January 4, 1960, at the age of forty-six, Camus was killed in a car accident. The incomplete manuscript of The First Man, the autobiographical novel Camus was working on at the time of his death, was found in the mud at the accident site. Camus' daughter, Catherine Camus, later transcribed the handwritten manuscript to type press, and published the book in 1994. Camus hoped that it would be his masterpiece and some critics agreed with his view, even in its unfinished state – largely citing the physical intensity and uninhibited psychology of boyhood as removed from the reservedness of Camus' other novels.
▫️The incomplete manuscript of The First Man, which Camus had referred to as "the novel of my maturity," was found in a mud-spattered briefcase near the wreckage of the car in which Camus died in January of 1960, when he was forty-six. Partly a novel of childhood and partly an epic narrative of his beloved Algeria, The First Man was intended to re-create Camus’s homeland– then still a colony in a traumatic struggle for independence– for the mainland French.
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Plot summary:
▫️The novel takes Jacques Cormery from birth to his years in the lycée, or secondary school, in Algiers. In a departure from the intellectual and philosophical weight of his earlier works, Camus wanted this novel to be "heavy with things and flesh." It is a novel of basic and essential things: childhood, schooldays, the life of the body, the power of the sun and the sea, the painful love of a son for his mother, the search for a lost father. But it is also about the history of a colonial people in a vast and not always hospitable African landscape, about the complex relationship of a "mother" country to its colonists, and about the intimate effects of war and political revolution.
#Englishliterature #Novel #AlbertCamus
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آدم اول یا مرد اول آخرین رمان ناتمام آلبر کامو است.
💭 در چهارم ژانویهٔ ۱۹۶۰ آلبر کامو در یک تصادف رانندگی در منطقهٔ لوبرون در جنوب فرانسه درگذشت. دست‌نوشتهٔ ناتمام آدم اول، اتوبیوگرافی که آلبر کامو در زمان مرگش روی آن کار می‌کرد، در گل و لای در محل تصادف پیدا شد. دختر آلبر کامو، کاترین کامو، بعدها دست نوشته را به نسخهٔ تایپی تبدیل کرد و آن را در سال ۱۹۹۴ منتشر نمود. کامو امیدوار بود که این نوشته شاهکار او باشد و برخی منتقدان در این نظر با او موافق بودند با توجه به اینکه با وضعیت ناتمام، در مقایسه با سایر رمان‌های کامو، به خوبی نیروی بدنی و روحیهٔ آزادی پسربچگی را به تصویر می‌کشد.
💭 رمان در مورد ژاک کورمری از زمان تولد تا سال‌های دبیرستان (متوسطه)، در الجزیره است. به دور از وزن ذهنیت و فلسفهٔ کارهای ابتداییش، کامو خواسته که این رمان پر از "اشیاء و اجسام" باشد. این رمانی است از چیزهای اساسی و ضروری: کودکی، روزهای مدرسه، زندگی جسم، نیروی خورشید و دریا، عشق پر نقش و نگار پسری به مادرش و جستجو به دنبال پدری گم شده. در عین حال این داستانی است در مورد گروه‌های مردم در سرزمین پهناور و نه چندان مهمان نواز آفریقا؛ در مورد روابط پیچیدهٔ یک سرزمین مادر با مردمانش؛ در مورد تاثیر نزدیک جنگ و دگرگونی‌های سیاسی.
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#رمان #آلبرکامو
آدم اول
آدم اول یا مرد اول آخرین رمان ناتمام آلبر کامو است.
💭 در چهارم ژانویهٔ ۱۹۶۰ آلبر کامو در یک تصادف رانندگی در منطقهٔ لوبرون در جنوب فرانسه درگذشت. دست‌نوشتهٔ ناتمام آدم اول، اتوبیوگرافی که آلبر کامو در زمان مرگش روی آن کار می‌کرد، در گل و لای در محل تصادف پیدا شد. دختر آلبر کامو، کاترین کامو، بعدها دست نوشته را به نسخهٔ تایپی تبدیل کرد و آن را در سال ۱۹۹۴ منتشر نمود. کامو امیدوار بود که این نوشته شاهکار او باشد و برخی منتقدان در این نظر با او موافق بودند با توجه به اینکه با وضعیت ناتمام، در مقایسه با سایر رمان‌های کامو، به خوبی نیروی بدنی و روحیهٔ آزادی پسربچگی را به تصویر می‌کشد.
💭 رمان در مورد ژاک کورمری از زمان تولد تا سال‌های دبیرستان (متوسطه)، در الجزیره است. به دور از وزن ذهنیت و فلسفهٔ کارهای ابتداییش، کامو خواسته که این رمان پر از "اشیاء و اجسام" باشد. این رمانی است از چیزهای اساسی و ضروری: کودکی، روزهای مدرسه، زندگی جسم، نیروی خورشید و دریا، عشق پر نقش و نگار پسری به مادرش و جستجو به دنبال پدری گم شده. در عین حال این داستانی است در مورد گروه‌های مردم در سرزمین پهناور و نه چندان مهمان نواز آفریقا؛ در مورد روابط پیچیدهٔ یک سرزمین مادر با مردمانش؛ در مورد تاثیر نزدیک جنگ و دگرگونی‌های سیاسی.
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#رمان #آلبرکامو
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was a French philosopher, author, and journalist. He was awarded the 1957 Nobel Prize in Literature at the age of 44, the second-youngest recipient in history. His works include The Stranger, The Plague, The Myth of Sisyphus, The Fall, and The Rebel.
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Albert Camus
was a French philosopher, author, and journalist. He was awarded the 1957 Nobel Prize in Literature at the age of 44, the second-youngest recipient in history. His works include The Stranger, The Plague, The Myth of Sisyphus, The Fall, and The Rebel.
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