I was sitting at my desk, listening to the music in my head -- which was Marlene Dietrich's Favourite Poem, by Peter Murphy (see below) -- when I saw this news story: Marlene Dietrich "hated sex": daughter. Is is possible? At least I didn't misread the headline, as I did for this one on MSNBC a couple of days ago: instead of "Liberians head to polls", I thought it said "Librarians head to polls." Now, the second story is far more interesting, if you ask me.
However, my favourite recent news story has to be about those Hobbit-like bones that were found in Indonesia. Imagine, a skull the size of a grapefruit with no chin, and yet these freaky guys could make and use tools. They even hunted pygmy elephants! What a sight that would have been. Of course, there is some controversy over the interpretation of the fossils. Some would have you believe that these hominids were some sort of inbred pygmy-like mutation. I have to confess that when I heard the term "microcephalic hominid", I immediately thought of Dan Quayle and George W. Bush. I know, some people reading this might admire these chaps. I'm just sharing word-associations with you.
Marlene Dietrich's Favourite PoemTechnorati Tags: Marlene Dietrich, Peter Murphy, Homo Florensiensis
My mother loved it so she said
Sad eyed pearl and drop lips
Glancing pierce through writer man
Spoke hushed and frailing hips
Her old eyes skim in creasing lids
A tear falls as she describes
Approaching death with a yearning heart
With pride and no despise
Hot tears flow as she recounts
Her favourite worded token
Forgive me please for hurting so
Don't go away heartbroken no
Don't go away heartbroken no
Just wise owl tones no velvet lies
Crush her velvet call
Oh Marlene suffer all the fools
Who write you on the wall
And hold your tongue about your life
Or dead hands will change the plot
Will make your loving sound like snakes
Like you were never hot
Hot tears flow as she recounts
Her favourite worded token
Forgive me please for hurting so
My mother loved it so she said
Sad eyed pearl and drop lips yeah
Glancing pierce through writer man
Spoke hushed and frailing lips yeah
Old eyes skim in creasing lids
A tear falls as she describes
Approaching death with a yearning heart
With pride and no despise
Hot tears flow as she recounts
Her favourite worded token
Forgive me please for hurting so
6 comments:
I have the same word associations...
Thanks for sharing this poem.
I love how the article pretends she only became famous (or even worthy) after going to America. Americans love to pretend they're the first and best at everthing. Little known fact: German film was way ahead of American film at that time and many of the most prominent American producers, directors, etc. (the people who knew film inside and out) came from Germany during the rise of Hitler.
Sieg Heil?????
Although I'm here via blog explosion, I've regularly read your comment on Jay's "Kill the Goat" for quite some time. Love your word associations for DQ and W. Interesting poem
Hey, I liked the poem and stuff but what I particularly found interesting about your blog is the Indonesian "hobbit find." For years, I have been an ardent 'hobbit theorist' who has actually been trying disprove the existence of these little people. Well, now with the scientific find, my whole theory has just been thrown out of the window. Okay, I still don't support the Tolkien-version of Hobbitology but this new find, nevertheless, is fascinating! Glad to see there are others with similar interests.
But can there really be such thing as a totally normal schizophrenic?
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