“Up out of the lampshade, startled by the overhead light, flew a large nocturnal butterfly that began circling the room. The strains of the piano and violin rose up weakly from below.”
Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being
With spring in the air, this bit of literary poetry sprang to mind.
What words from literature make you think of spring, or vice versa?
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You know, this is one of my favourite books ever ^^
As for the spring question, I’d go with “The Cherubinic Pilgrim” by Angelus Silesius: “The rose is without why: it blooms because it blooms. It doesn’t pay any attention to itself, nor does it ask whether anyone sees it.”
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The lines did give me a chill… a sort of goosebumps… it shows a new beginning!!The poem, “I wandered lonely as a cloud” by Wordsworth, gets me thinking of spring. It is popularly reffered to as “Daffodils”!
“A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.”
❤
L.R.
THE RINK
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I love that 🙂 Thank you!
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Abbie Lu, thank you for following my blog and I follow you! Karen 🙂
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Spring, spring… I will need to think about that. Can you believe I don’t like Kundera?
😦
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I can believe it, as we are all such diverse individuals. I love the fact that a book, song, painting etc. beloved by almost all, is still not to everyone’s taste, and that a book (or other work) to almost no-one’s taste, can be beloved to but a few… It is what makes “culture” so very interesting. 🙂
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And that is the difference between culture and ideology. (The latter growing exponentially lately). I like most of your choices in books, not all. But I will not try to convince you. Neither will you. I think some call it Freedom. 😉
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Too true.
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As Lemony Snicket put it “There are many, many types of books in the world, which makes good sense, because there are many, many types of people, and everybody wants to read something different.” 🙂
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I didn’t remember that quote but it makes perfect sense. Bon week-end, Abbie Lu.
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(Oh, have I ever asked you how you got such a Southern name? Ah-bbie Luuu? 😉
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It’s part biblical, party family. Lu was my grandmother’s name ‘Lucille’. My family heritage is actually Cherokee (from Oklahoma) and Welsh so the the southern vibe is just coincidental 🙂
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Cherokee and Welsh? That is an interesting combination. 🙂 Welsh blue eyes then? Welsh are cousins of the Bretons. Most of my family have blue eyes. Any contact still with the Cherokee side? (Forgive my curiosity, I was a cat in a previous life. Or two) 😉
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Yes blue eyes, and I am a Tribal Citizen of the Cherokee Nation 🙂
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Wow! So interesting. Are there events? Reunions? Close? Don’t know why, I thought the Cherokees were more from the Plains. Will look it up. 🙂
Have a lovely week Abbie Lucille. 😉
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Yes all kinds, but I don’t live in Oklahoma so I don’t partake. I am much more out of the loop than I would like to be. Have a great week as well! 🙂
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Yeah, I looked it up. Oklahoma is why I thought “Plains”. All the more reason to travel. Buy a ticket. 😉
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