I have been listening to YouTube recitations of the poesy of the illustrious Mister Michael Rosen. I thoroughly enjoy his Qaballic subversion of the diegesis even foregoing the bourgeois institutions of metre, rhyme and meaning that so awfully in their Structuralo-Hitlerian oppression chain the proletariat to ostracisation. All forms of neoClassical Structuralo-Hitlerian intertextuality are replaced by references to Saturday morning cartoons and onomatopoeia like fiddle riddle diddle diddle. It is refreshing but most importantly deeply human for with out it the simple folk would be truly lost.
really interested in the balkans recently thanks to mircea
Byron and the Beauty, based on Lord Byron's biography, takes place during two weeks of October 1809, during his now famous sojourn in the Balkans. Besides being a great love story, this is also a novel about East and West, about Europe and the Balkans, about travel and friendship and cruelty.