Dolce far niente
Die Faulheit
Fleiß und Arbeit lob’ ich nicht.
Fleiß und Arbeit lob’ ein Bauer.
Ja, der Bauer selber spricht,
Fleiß und Arbeit wird ihm sauer.
Faul zu sein, sei meine Pflicht;
Diese Pflicht ermüdet nicht.
Bruder, lass das Buch voll Staub.
Willst du länger mit ihm wachen?
Morgen bist du selber Staub!
Lass uns faul in allen Sachen,
Nur nicht faul zu Lieb’ und Wein,
Nur nicht faul zur Faulheit sein.
Rond 1780
De Amerikaanse schrijver Neal Cassady werd geboren op 8 februari 1926 in Salt Lake City. Zie ook alle tags voor Neal Cassady op dit blog.
Uit: The Fast Life of a Beat Hero (Biografie door David Sandison)
“Carolyn put it differently, saying that Neal simply could not accept that divinity lay in him and that he ought to celebrate the God within: “Neal could not surrender his feelings of guilt and unworthiness; his prayers were the apologies and supplications not of a God-filled vessel affirming his divinity, but of a miserable worm.”
Meanwhile Jack was making unexpected literary progress. In mid-March he had written Carolyn excitedly to say that he had made arrangements with Viking Press to finish modifying On the Road at Stanford University with respected Viking editor Malcolm Cowley. This would bring him back west again. At Cowley’s suggestion, Kerouac would edit the manuscript to make it more acceptable to the publishers. The length was reduced, everyone was given pseudonyms, and a passage reflecting Neal Cassady’s interest in an underage girl was excised.
Then he wrote to her even more enthusiastically saying that he had secured a job in the Pacific Northwest as a ranger in Washington State’s Cascade Mountains. This prompted the daydream: “It will be my life work, in my hut there, and city apartment in Mex. City, and in transit twice a year I can knock on yore door and pester you for a meal, a few weeks at a crack with my charming tired presence and roaring fires and priceless comments at television and if you want a camping trip to the Sierra with the kids we can do it whenever you’re ready. Know just the place, just the trail, just the beautiful lake.”
After a brief stopover in California, Jack went north to his mountains for the summer of 1956, staying at the fire watchers’ station at Desolation Peak where he stopped writing letters and started writing a journal about his experiences there. These would eventually form the basis of his book Desolation Angels, a novel whose mystical and romantic tone did not really reflect his personal reaction to the mountain wilderness, which in truth left him feeling bored and lonely. He was back in the San Francisco area by September, and he never returned to the ranger job”.
Neal Cassady (8 februari 1926 – 4 februari 1968)
De Nederlandse dichter, songwriter en musicus Robin Block werd geboren op 8 februari 1980 in Heemskerk. Zie ook alle tags voor Robin Block op dit blog.
The scientist
Het had je credo kunnen zijn
zoiets als
een ieder is zo groot als zijn kooi
of je hart geen voederbak voor varkenssnuiten
er moest een variabele zijn
er dienden vragen als
vond je parels in het modderrotte tandvlees
proefde je de smaak nog aan je gretige lippen
hoe strijkt men de haartjes van die zachtroze huid
hoe negeert men het gekrijs in het slachthuis
Robin Block (Heemskerk, 8 februari 1980)
Zie voor de schrijvers van de 8e februari ook mijn blog van 8 februari 2012 en eveneens mijn twee blogs van 8 februari 2011.