Sommerferie, og gensyn med en gammel ven, nemlig Isaac Asimovs Foundation-trilogi:
Det er en fantastisk sci-fi, men det er også bare super godt skrevet, fx:
It was childish to feel disappointed, but childishness comes almost as naturally to a man as to a child
Jeg føler, Frank Herbert var profetisk i Dune i 1965:
Vent bare og se, hvad der kommer til at ske med AI.
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Sommerferie, og gensyn med en gammel ven:
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Ada Limón siger det meget smukt:
I saw a mom take her raincoat off and give it to her daughter when a storm took over the afternoon. My god, I thought, my whole life I’ve been under her raincoat thinking it was somehow a marvel that I never got wet.
Ada Limón på iPad’en, rosé i glasset, og studenterbiler i området:
Så er det ferie!
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Et bogstoppested :)
“Sharing is Caring”, som de siger.
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Paul Auster siger det så smukt i “4 3 2 1”:
… there was the further revelation of listening to his step-father’s record collection and discovering that music could actually reconfigure the atoms in a person’s brain
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Paul Auster og Rosé:
Vi klarer den lige.
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Ferietid. Og tid til at genoptage et gammelt venskab…
The Magnetic Dog Sisters were on the door that night, and I didn’t relish trying to get out past them if things didn’t work out. They were two meters tall and thin as greyhounds. One was black and the other white, but aside from that they were as identical as cosmetic surgery could make them. They’d been lovers for years and were bad news in a tussle. I was never quite sure which one had originally been male.
Når et menneske dør
Når et menneske dør
bliver dets omgivelser tilbage:
Bjergene i det fjerne
kvarterets huse
og vejen som om søndagen
går over en træbro
lige inden den fører ud af byen
Og forårssolskinnet
som lidt ud på eftermiddagen
når en hylde med bøger
og tidsskrifter, som uden tvivl
engang var nye.
Det er ikke spor mærkeligt.
Men det har ikke desto mindre
ofte undret mig.
