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Friday, August 03, 2007

Poetry Corner

It's time to dwell on some creepy lyrics performed my present
obsession - Klaus Nomi.

The lyrics are from from Purcell's "King Arthur" and are about as dark you can get - but it's really quite delicious.

Think about these words next time you are doing something mundane.


Cold Song.
Artist: Klaus Nomi.

What Power art thou,
Who from below,
Hast made me rise,
Unwillingly and slow,
From beds of everlasting snow!

See'st thou not how stiff,
And wondrous old,
Far unfit to bear the bitter cold.

I can scarcely move,
Or draw my breath,
I can scarcely move,
Or draw my breath.

Let me, let me,
Let me, let me,
Freeze again...
Let me, let me,
Freeze again to death!

See the this performed Live!

Find out more about Henry Purcell's "King Arthur" - a semi opera.

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5 Comments:

Blogger Kristine said...

That's pretty dark - although my favorite dark poem is by Dorothy Parker:

Razors pain you;
Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you;
And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren't lawful;
Nooses give;
Gas smells awful;
You might as well live.

Brrr! ;-)

Wednesday, August 8, 2007 8:32:00 PM CDT  
Blogger Rev. Barking Nonsequitor said...

Where's the line about holding your mother's badly decomposed body in your arms because you never head her tell you that she loved you?

"Oh sorrow,
Thy lifeless visage,
whose dry and curled lips
hath never uttered affection."

Thursday, August 9, 2007 4:07:00 AM CDT  
Blogger Kristine said...

"'Prophet!' said I, 'thing of evil! prophet still, if bird or devil!
Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted
On this home by Horror haunted tell me truly, I implore
Is there is there balm in Gilead? tell me tell me, I implore!'
Quoth the Raven 'Nevermore.'"

My all-time fav.

Thursday, August 9, 2007 3:14:00 PM CDT  
Blogger Rev. Barking Nonsequitor said...

I was reading Poe when I was 12 years old.

My father used to recite a passage fromt "The gold Bug" when ever er had a thunderstorm:

"Thunder and Lightning,fire and snot,
13 Orangutans tied in a knot!"

Friday, August 10, 2007 9:04:00 AM CDT  
Blogger Kristine said...

No way! I read Poe really early too. I bungled through "The Pit and the Pendulum" by about ten or eleven, can you imagine? And Poe quoted all that Latin - so I don't know why the Latin benediction scares me.

Maybe it makes me think of that unsettling "settling business" scene from The Godfather.

Your father was pulling your leg, though. I don't remember that line from "The Gold Bug." ;-) "What ho! what ho! this fellow is dancing mad! He hath been bitten by the Tarantula."

Friday, August 10, 2007 5:01:00 PM CDT  

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