Wednesday, January 1st, 2014
|7:44 p.m. - Hummingwolf Today & Happy New Year!|
Now Seeing: My computer screen with the Dreamwidth update page open in one window, a text file open in Notepad, a bunch of icons, and wallpaper with an aerial view of some dramatic arid-looking landscape somewhere.
Now Hearing: Computer fan, hum of kitchen appliances, rumble of the furnace, a distant train.
Now Feeling: Somewhat achy and congested, but not yet ready to fall into bed.
Now Smelling: The minty freshness of Candy Cane Lane tea.
Now Tasting: Salt.
Now Wearing: Black sweater with sort of a v-neck, dark blue jeans, white socks, a worn-out pair of white athletic shoes I use around the house instead of slippers, old glasses that still need to be replaced, and multicolored flowery underwear.
Last Meal Eaten: I splurged on crab & shrimp fritters and a bowl of harira at Busboys and Poets. For those of you who don't know them, Busboys and Poets is a DC-area restaurant chain known for their progressive politics. They support the poor with their politics, but not with the prices of their food. I don't go there much. (The food was reasonably good, though, and I needed to be around people today.)
Other Purchase of the Day: A small kitten calendar, because our kitchen needs a kitten calendar. It just does. (Kitchen kittens!)
CD of the Day: Prokofiev--Cinderella (Suite), performed by the Saint Louis Symphony Orchestra and conducted by Leonard Slatkin, who assembled the suite himself out of bits of Prokofiev's ballet score. I suppose it must be good music to start the year with, because I've listened to it twice already.
Animal of the Day: Red fox! There's one that's been living in our neighborhood for over a year now, and we hear him often but see him rarely. This morning was the fourth time I've seen him, and I wouldn't have seen him then if I hadn't heard him first.
LEGO Minifigure of the Day: A few days ago, I bought one of those minifigure packages with random characters in them with the intention of opening it up on New Year's Day. So the New Year minifigure is the Welder. Theme of the year: Joining things together--with FIRE! I'm remarkably okay with that.
Last Book Finished: The book cover says it's Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God translated by Anita Barrows and Joanna Macy. In reality it's more like a book of poems adapted from or inspired by Rilke, mutated by the aesthetic preferences of a couple of late-20th-century American Buddhist activist women. It's not a bad collection, but I'd still like to read a translation of Rilke.
Number of Books Finished in 2013: 131--and only 28 of those came from the children's section of the library! Of course, some of the books for grown-ups I checked out were pretty fluffy. Still, that's the most books I've finished in one year since I began keeping track in 2007.
Miles Walked Today: About two.
New Goal for 2014: To post enough to LiveJournal and Dreamwidth to get all the entries from 2011 off my "Recent Entries" page.
Current Mood: optimistic
What does the fox say?
I'm glad to read your reaction to the "translations" of Rilke. That's a big problem with translation in general, I think. If I can sound out a language at all, I'll read a literal word-for-word translation while attempting to read aloud the original. Otherwise, you know you're getting (essentially) fanfiction. Err, fanpoetry.
Heh. Most of the time the fox says something that's reminiscent of both a barking dog and a screeching toddler, without actually sounding like either one. Foxes tend not to make pleasant noises.
Some translations are better than others. These author/adapters were going too much for something they thought their contemporaries would like, sometimes making one poem out of bits of two others because they liked it better that way. If they found Rilke's metaphors distasteful, they'd change them or just edit away parts of the poems. Sometimes they'd change or "deconstruct" genders in the poetry. The poems are sometimes quite good, but "translation" isn't the best word for what was done to create them.
I have probably never heard a fox, not knowingly. I'll go look for a sound file, preferably not by Ylvis. :D
Oh, ew, I would hate their work, then! No, that's not translation. Thanks for the heads-up.
Aha, I know what you mean now. There was a 2-minute file at Youtube with several kinds of calls. No, not pretty. I love to look at foxes, though. They look so feline to me. (Though they're not.)
There was one day last winter when the fox was running around out in the woods, stalking and pouncing on things just like a cat. So much fun to watch!
The one I've been hearing is a red fox. I don't know if gray foxes sound any different, but a friend tells me that foxes in general make annoying noises.
I have heard that Ylvis song one time, and yet you have succeeded in getting it stuck in my head. I hope you're satisfied. :-)
The book was published in the mid-1990s, so I don't know if you're in too much danger of running into it. Maybe your local library has it, though, in which case you'll probably want to avoid it. (The "translators"' introduction and notes were a giveaway, but I didn't read those before checking the book out.)
Oops. Sorry. Now I'll go listen to the song, in penance. (Actually, I like it. *g*)
I could try to borrow the book, just to get my blood pressure elevated and exercise my indignation muscles. :D
Thank you! And if I can get 2011 off that front page, I'll work on posting enough to send 2012 away too. But I won't make that a goal just yet. Baby steps!
2 miles is a good start! I never get to see red foxes. Crab and shrimp fritters sounds great.
I walked the two miles in bits & pieces rather than all at once, which is probably just as well since I'm not really recovered from my latest illness.
Do you have red foxes where you are? They're spread out all over the world, but I'm not sure how they feel about Texas. Even when they are in the area, they're pretty elusive--mostly nocturnal, moving in places where they're not likely to be seen. Though I've seen this one twice in daylight, it was moving through underbrush both those times. The best view I ever got of it was one night when it was trotting past a streetlight.
The fritters weren't something I can afford very often, but I'm glad I spent that money today. It had been too long since I'd had any shrimp!
|Date:||January 2nd, 2014 09:32 PM (UTC)|| |
Happy New Year!
Happy New Year to you, Bunney!
Foxes are beautiful to listen to! Im in rural suburbia, and we see foxen (mostly on roads with feet up in air, bloated these days, or in my 'carrion kennel' for bones *sad face*) or hear reports of them and some more uncommon coyote...but they are such beautiful things to listen to late at night or early in the morn. Rare reminders of what the country used to be, out here, anyoleway. I love them, one part of me loves to see/hear them, the other part makes me go, "Hide, Fox, hide"!
I'm in a pretty urban suburb, so our fox knows his way around busy streets. He seems happiest in the woods or in the field, though.
i think i read six books last year...max. my brain is weird. i do read a lot,just not many books these last few years.
I spent a lot less time online last year than usual, so I had a lot more time to relax in bed reading books. Already this year I'm spending more time reading things online--I haven't even begun a book yet in 2014.
Edited at 2014-01-04 03:33 am (UTC)