December 31, 2011

This is newness: every little tawdry [...] only you don't know what to make of the sudden slippiness, the blind, white, awful, inaccessible slant [...] you are too new to want the world in a glass hat.

Häivähdys neroutta vähän ennen kuolemaa.

I
New Year on Dartmoor

This is newness: every little tawdry
Obstacle glass-wrapped and peculiar,
Glinting and clinking in a saint's falsetto. Only you
Don't know what to make of the sudden slippiness,
The blind, white, awful, inaccessible slant.
There's no getting up it by the words you know.
No getting up by elephant or wheel or shoe.
We have only come to look. You are too new
To want the world in a glass hat.

 Sylvia Plath
....
'This is newness'. Plath introduces a child to the new year on a frosty day, but being Plath the maternal description has an edge of fear. 'Only you / Don't know what to make of the sudden slippiness, / The blind, white, awful, inaccessible slant'. The child is 'too new' to cope with this cold world, and 'too new' to share the mother's chilly apprehensions.

John Mullan [The Guardian]

II
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zw1vvGYHQBw
Happy New Year by Abba - - [taidokkaasti sävellettyä, sovitettua ja laulettua klishee-sanailua, jossa kokonaisuus on enemmän kuin klisheemäisten osiensa summa].

*
No more champagne
And the fireworks are through
Here we are, me and you
Feeling lost and feeling blue
It's the end of the party
And the morning seems so grey
So unlike yesterday
Now's the time for us to say...

Happy new year
Happy new year
May we all have a vision now and then
Of a world where every neighbour is a friend
Happy new year
Happy new year
May we all have our hopes, our will to try
If we don't we might as well lay down and die
You and I

Sometimes I see
How the brave new world arrives
And I see how it thrives
In the ashes of our lives
Oh yes, man is a fool
And he thinks he'll be okay
Dragging on, feet of clay
Never knowing he's astray
Keeps on going anyway...

Happy new year
Happy new year
May we all have a vision now and then
Of a world where every neighbour is a friend
Happy new year
Happy new year
May we all have our hopes, our will to try
If we don't we might as well lay down and die
You and I

Seems to me now
That the dreams we had before
Are all dead, nothing more
Than confetti on the floor
It's the end of a decade
In another ten years time
Who can say what we'll find
What lies waiting down the line
In the end of eighty-nine...

Happy new year
Happy new year
May we all have a vision now and then
Of a world where every neighbour is a friend
Happy new year
Happy new year
May we all have our hopes, our will to try
If we don't we might as well lay down and die
You and I
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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Happy_New_Year_(song)
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sylvia_Plath
http://fi.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sylvia_Plath
http://www.indobase.com/holidays/new-year/new-year-poems/new-year-on-dartmoor.html
http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2011/dec/30/ten-best-new-years-literature
http://gw-bw.com/2009/12/28/new-years-evolution/

3 comments:

ninni said...

neu Year

Anonymous said...

hello sylvia. miten kehitys kulkee
sinä jätät sen tienvarteen ja joku
poimii sen sieltä
meidän maassa
hienoa kehitystä

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