Showing posts with label Czech. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Czech. Show all posts
Saturday, November 16, 2019
Daily Dose
From The Unbearable Lightness of Being, by Milan Kundera, translated by Michael Henry Heim
LET
"Let me return to this dream."
From Chapter 15
Wednesday, September 4, 2019
Daily Dose
From War with the Newts, by Karel Capek
INTRODUCTION
"The introduction of the Newts of course did not take place everywhere equally smoothly..."
From Chapter 2, Along the Steps of Civilization (The Annals of the Newts)
INTRODUCTION
"The introduction of the Newts of course did not take place everywhere equally smoothly..."
From Chapter 2, Along the Steps of Civilization (The Annals of the Newts)
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Thursday, August 1, 2019
Thursday, June 27, 2019
Monday, June 24, 2019
Daily Dose
From Empty Streets, by Michal Ajvas, translated by Andrew Oakland
FROM
"'From the moment I set out to find you, I've become enmeshed in so many stories,' I continued. 'I've learned about pirates, monsters living in underground lakes, prophets of strange sects, inventors of the typewriter, mysterious books, evil women who change into piles of waste paper, underwater statues, South American beautiful women terrorists, and men learned in bizarre sciences. I'd begun to believe you didn't exist.'"
From Part Two, Chapter Two
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Wednesday, May 29, 2019
Tuesday, May 28, 2019
Friday, November 23, 2018
Clerihew for a Nobel Czech
JAROSLAV SEIFERT
However the censors might try,
The Nobel they could not deny
And could no longer thereby hurt
Seifert.
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censorship,
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Jaroslav Seifert,
Nobel,
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Friday, September 7, 2018
Clerihew Checked
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clerihews,
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Good Soldier Švejk,
Jaroslav Hašek,
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WW I
Sunday, October 16, 2016
Clerihew of the Blissful Years of Lousy Living
MICHAL VIEWEGH
Michal Viewegh
Dined on a poached egg
Back in the Soviet Era
And dreamed of life on the Riviera.
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Communism,
Czech,
Michal Viewegh,
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