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2.8.21

【讀】癮

“我們生活在一個真實的世界里,社會越是文明,反而對外表美的要求越高,真是諷刺。古時生物擇偶,注意外表,因為羽毛漂亮,動物本身想必健康兼繁殖力頑強,在進化中漸漸外表占了優勢,一直演變至今日,人類追求美麗已達畸形狀態…… 美,美,美——總有大批犧牲者。”

"Raven, what do you want to be when you grow up?"
Mrs Peevish asked, her green eyes staring through me.
I said nothing.
"An actress?"
I shook my head.
"A doctor?"
"Nuh, uh," I said.
"A flight attendant?"
"Yuck!" I replied.
"Then what?" she asked, annoyed.
I thought for a moment. "I want to be……"
"Yes?"

"I want to be……a vampire!"


25.7.21

Bright Star

John Keats wrote《Bright Star》in 1819 and revised it in 1820, perhaps on the (final) voyage to Italy. Friends and his doctor had urged him to try a common treatment for tuberculosis, a trip to Italy; however, John Keats was aware that he was dying. Some critics have theorized that this poem was addressed to his fiance, Fanny Brawne, and connect the poem to his May 3, 1818 letter to her.


Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art—
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth's human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors—
No—yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever—or else swoon to death.



Reference Source: Lilia Melani Home Page


3.5.21

【執二攤】的奧黛麗

據了解,從1958年至今,出版社Random House每年售出至少三萬本的《Breakfast at Tiffany’s》,五十年來銷售穩定。而我這一本五十周年版的《Breakfast at Tiffany's》是剛剛在今早買下的。

雖然我對奧黛麗.赫本(Audrey Hepburn)的《珠光寶氣》(Breakfast at Tiffany's)最熟悉不過,但有關其原著作家的二三事,我倒是在近年才略曉得些。杜鲁门.卡波特(Truman Capote)的原著其實和改編電影相差甚遠。這位同性戀作家原本是很想力邀好友瑪麗蓮.夢露(Marilyn Monroe)飾演女主角,畢竟書中角色,名副其實就是個火辣金髮Call Girl。可惜,為了顧忌形象,夢露當時不敢再嘗試交際花的角色,最后才由奧黛麗給頂上。


2.5.21

小團圓

“回憶錄沒說死者醜陋,大概為了避免種族觀念的嫌疑,而且不是艷屍也殺風景,所以只說是他『見過的最矮小的女太太』……”


26.3.21

當Jane Austen遇上Seth Grahame-Smith

這本书的故事背景仍然沿袭了原著,不过突然降临的瘟疫让克己复礼的绅士小姐变成了一个个吃人不吐骨头的僵尸,勇敢的伊丽莎白·班纳特立志要把僵尸全部消灭掉, 然而,突然来到小镇的达西先生却处处与她为难,阻碍了她的“灭尸计划”。不过,越来越多的僵尸逼得他们两人一同携手浴血奋战,最后伊丽莎白与达西不但拯救 了小镇,而且相爱结婚了。《傲慢与偏见与僵尸》不但在语言风格上与奥斯汀一脉相承,而且全书的20幅插图也沿袭了为原著做插画的英国著名插画家 C. E. 布洛克的画风。出人意料的是,《傲慢与偏见与僵尸》出版后非但没有受到奥斯汀迷的抨击,其中搞笑的情节和对话反而让他们觉得十分新鲜有趣。


1.1.21

絕招

在童話中,
虎是貓的徒弟,

貓把所有武藝傳授給虎,
虎便想吞吃貓,

貓於是縱身樹上,
原來他留著絕招救命。


5.12.20

You’ll Love Me Yet

You'll love me yet! ——and I can tarry

Your love's protracted growing;
June rear'd that bunch of flowers you carry
From seeds of April's sowing.

I plant a heartful now: some seed
At least is sure to strike,
And yield ——what you'll not pluck indeed,
Not love, but, may be, like.

You'll look at least on love's remains,
A grave's one violet:
Your look? ——that pays a thousand pains.
What's death? You'll love me yet!


【by Robert Browning】


1.12.20

劉野 vs 已故名人

《張愛玲》

《周旋》

《阮玲玉之一》

《阮玲玉之二》

《阮玲玉之三》

《阮玲玉之四》


11.12.19

Anatomy of a Trend

A fascinating look at the predictable patterns behind trends.


It is one of the most puzzling mysteries of modern culture: how do changes in style and taste come about? It's all part of the inner workings of trends. In "Anatomy of a Trend," pioneering trend sociologist Henrik Vejlgaard reveals this startling truth: there are actually predictable patterns behind every trend. Vejlgaard builds a captivating body of evidence that proves anyone can recognize an emerging trend, evaluate it, and make predictions as it follows its course.

2.10.19

張愛玲

張愛玲(1920年9月30日-1995年9月8日),上海人,中國現代著名作家。[1]主要作品包括小說《金鎖記》、《傾城之戀》、《半生緣》、《怨女》、《赤地之戀》、《秧歌》等。曾為香港電懋電影公司編寫《南北一家親》等六個劇本,之後也曾從事翻譯與考證工作。

張愛玲與宋淇、鄺文美夫婦有深交,她的作品就是透過宋淇介紹給夏志清的。後來夏志清大大肯定張愛玲那不世出的才情,他的評價令張愛玲譽享國際。張愛玲遺物由宋淇夫婦繼承,其中大部分交由皇冠出版社收藏。


生平

1920年9月30日(一說為1921年),張愛玲出生在上海公共租界西区的麥根路313号(今静安区康定东路87弄,临近苏州河,周边是鸿章纺织染厂)的一幢建于清末的仿西式住宅中。她的父母給她取名叫做張煐。張愛玲家世顯赫,祖父張佩綸是清末名臣,祖母是晚清洋務派領袖朝廷重臣李鴻章的女兒。父親张廷重是典型的遺少,母親黄素琼則是留過洋的新女性。[1]

1922年,張愛玲2岁时,全家搬家到天津英租界。在那裏,張愛玲四歲進入私塾學習。同年,母亲黄素琼出国留学。1928年,張家又搬回了上海。

1930年,張煐被改名為張愛玲,這是為了上中學報名方便。“愛玲”為英文“Eileen”的譯音。同年,張愛玲的父母離婚,张爱玲跟随父亲生活。

1931年,張愛玲開始在上海白利南路美國聖公會所辦的貴族學校聖瑪利亞女中就讀。

1932年,張愛玲在該校的校刊上發表了她的短篇小說處女作《不幸的她》。1933年,在該校刊發表她的第一篇散文《遲暮》。1937年,在一些刊物上發表了多篇小說,並在這一年從中學畢業。

1934年,张爱玲的父亲张廷重与民国政府前总理孙宝琦之女孙用番在国际饭店举行婚礼。1938年,張愛玲与继母发生冲突后,离家出走。1939年,考入香港大學文學院。[2]成績優異,連獲獎學金,並有機會赴倫敦大學深造。日戰爆發後,不得不中斷學業,回滬從事文學創作為生,租住赫德路爱丁顿公寓65室(常德公寓),与姑母为邻。1943年,張愛玲發表幾篇重要著作,包括《沉香屑第一爐香》、《傾城之戀》、《心經》等。

1943年,張愛玲结识胡蘭成,並於1944年8月秘密結婚(婚礼上只有炎樱和胡蘭成的侄女胡青芸在场)。一年之后,1945年8月,日本投降,胡兰成匿名逃亡。她與胡蘭成在1947年離婚。

1948年,發表《十八春》(後來改名為《半生緣》)。

1952年,張愛玲离开上海,遷居到香港。到香港美國新聞處工作。

1955年,張愛玲赴美國定居。

1956年,她得到了Edward MacDowell Colony 的寫作獎金。這一年她結識了劇作家賴雅,同年八月在紐約與賴雅結婚 。開始創作小說《秧歌》與《赤地之戀》,小說的故事背景是“三反、五反”時期。由於作品與當時中共的主流格調不合,被作為“毒草”而批判。在大陸文學界,張愛玲也因此長期被作為反面典型,直到改革開放之後才有所改觀。

1957年—1964年,為香港電影業鉅子陸運濤的電影懋業公司編寫《情場如戰場》等劇本。

1967年,改編短篇小說《金鎖記》為《怨女》,又名《北地胭脂》。

1967年,賴雅去世,張愛玲獲邀擔任美國紐約雷德克裏芙學校駐校作家,並且開始將清朝的長篇小說《海上花列傳》 翻譯成為英文。

1968年,《十八春》的內容經過修改以後重新定名為《半生緣》,在《皇冠》雜誌、香港《星島晚報》進行連載。

1973年,定居洛杉磯。

1991年,《張愛玲全集典藏版》由皇冠文學出版有限公司出版。

1995年9月8日,張愛玲逝世於洛杉磯寓所,享年74歲。同年9月19日,林式遵照其遺願,同將她的遺體在洛杉機惠捷爾市玫瑰崗墓園火化。同年張之忌辰日(9月30日),林式同與幾位文友將其骨灰撒在太平洋。遺物則由友人宋淇、鄺文美夫婦處理,其中大部分交由皇冠出版社收藏。

1997年,旅美學者張錯在美國南加大成立“張愛玲文物特藏中心”為名,得到宋淇遺孀鄺文美的同意,送了南加大圖書館兩箱張愛玲的遺稿,發現《海上花》英譯稿竟就在其中。


作品


張愛玲一生創作大量文學作品。類型包括小說、散文、電影劇本以及文學論著,她的書信也被人們作為著作的一部分加以研究。張愛玲的作品《怨女》、《流言》、《半生緣》及《張愛玲短篇小說集》於1960、70年代先後由臺北皇冠出版社重新出版,且於1980年代暢銷海內外。

張愛玲小說風格對台灣戰後文壇的小說流派影響深遠。電影劇本有由林黛主演的《不了情》。

2004年2月,台灣皇冠文化集團在其50周年社慶之際,宣佈推出張愛玲的遺作《同學少年都不賤》,這本突然曝光的著作據稱是張愛玲的最後一部遺稿。其後該書的簡體中文版權也由天津人民出版社獲得。

2005年,皇冠出版社與大陸的書商合作,委託陳子善先生擔任主編,收錄她以往未曾正式結集出版的散文、電影劇作、親筆插畫和個人遺物的照片,輯成新書《沉香》。

13.4.19

Insistence

Yesterday I thought of you.
The sky was white
And the sun shone bright;
A rosebud blushed, pure and true,
Laughing at the oncoming night
While dying in the twilight,
And I thought of you.

Today I will not think of you.
My thoughts cannot stray
To that sad and lonely day,
When no point was found to follow through;
Let the seasons turn as they may,
A harvest wiping summer's fields away--
I will not think of you.

Tomorrow I will think of you;
When my memories pass before me,
Be they even comedy,
It might break my heart in two
That the love that would not take me
Could also surely see:
I always thought of you.

1.4.19

Lazy Days

Boredom
sapping my strength
my mood painted in grays
like the autumn sky I’m watching
outside...

A sigh
freed from my lips
seems louder than a scream
as it ripples across the room
and then...

Silence
stillness returns
and the chill comes seeping
bleeding off the hues once again
to gray...

Another one of those lazy days.




I've commented in the past that I seem to do better with my writing when I'm depressed, drunk or upset. I think it's something to do with tapping into the more primal portions of my emotions.

Or maybe it's just boredom. I haven't the foggiest...

7.12.18

Be Careful, Love!

Be careful, love, and don't sweep me off my feet
For you've bad knees that may give way
And we both would fall.

Be careful, love, and don't make promises you can't keep
For tongues become tied
And lose meaning in what they say.

Be careful, love, and don't take my heart if ever we are done
But give it back
So true may have his turn.

Pretending

Pretending
I do it so well
Your words they didn't hurt me
If they did
You'd never know
I hid it so well

Pretending
I do it so well
My world didn't end when you walked away
If it did
I'd never tell

Pretending
I do it so well
I never cried, not even once
At least until night fell

14.8.18

When I Was One-And-Twenty

When I was one-and-twenty
I heard a wise man say,
"Give crowns and pounds and guineas
But not your heart away;
Give pearls away and rubies
But keep your fancy free."
But I was one-and-twenty,
No use to talk to me.

When I was one-and-twenty
I heard him say again,
"The heart out of the bosom
Was never given in vain;
'Tis paid with sighs aplenty
And sold for endless rue."
And I am two-and-twenty
And oh, 'tis true, 'tis true.



【A.E. Housman (1859–1936)】

9.8.18

Dying...oh so slow

For death will come to each,
And the brave will care not so,
For I do not dread my death,
It's just the dying... oh, so slow.

For each man must face his demons,
Look the devil in the eye,
Recall the mistakes that made him,
Then surrender and say goodbye.

But how can we define the sum of us,
After a life of sixty years,
Is it the love received or given away,
Or the conquering of all our fears.

No! Life for me meant loving,
To escape in your sweet embrace,
To feel again your loving touch,
And to see your stunning face.

With you... life moved too quickly,
For we had no time to grow,
So I'll ask God for one last wish?
And that's to die... Oh, so slow.

7.8.18

A Friend Like You

There's lots of things
With which I'm blessed,
Tho' my life's been both Sunny and Blue,
But of all my blessings,
This one's the best:
To have a friend like you.

In times of trouble
Friends will say,
"Just ask... I'll help you through it."
But you don't wait for me to ask,
You just get up
And you do it!

And I can think
Of nothing in life
That I could more wisely do,
Than know a friend,
And be a friend,
And love a friend... like you.

1.8.18

I ask myself

I ask myself
every day

why am I so nice

why am I this way

it does nothing

but stab me in the back
rips my heart outand gives it a wack
nothin but pain
comes from being nice

it's happened once

it'll happen twice
one day
I'm gonna stop being sweet
I might even turn
just down right mean
but I doubt I will be that way
I'll always be nice
every day

and be myself

and give away my heart

again and again

and once again be torn apart!

24.6.18

A Flower In The Snow

I saw a flower, out in the snow,
From whence did it come; why does it grow,
It's color so bright, it's petals so grand,
What does it mean, wish I could understand,
Not one other living thing around it, as it grows on the hill,
I sit huddled and watching it, as the wind blows still,
Admiring its beauty, as it stands alone in a sea of white,
Wish I could stay longer, but it's turning night,
Do I dare to pluck it, or just leave it alone,
I left and returned in the morning, but the flower was gone,
Not even a footprint left, where I'd viewed it there,
I stood looking without expression, just a blank stare,
At where it stood so serenely, showing the beauty I saw,
This perfect flower, without a single flaw,
No snow had fallen, but somehow in the night,
This flower from heaven, had taken flight,
I cherish the vision, that's imprinted in my mind,
And hope for the day, another flower I'll find,
Growing all alone on some hill in the snow,
Where I know it's impossible for such a flower to grow,
For this time I'd dig it, give it my love and care,
And forever have the flower, for my life to share.

21.6.18

The Road Not Taken

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.



【Robert Frost (1874–1963)】