Monday, 11 February 2019

Blends, melds, portmanteaux

First published 11 February 2019 @ sólo algunas palabras

The Oxford Dictionary defines portmanteau as

  1. A large travelling bag, typically made of stiff leather and opening into two equal parts.
  2. A word blending the sounds and combining the meanings of two others, for example motel or brunch.

It was Lewis Carroll, or rather Humpty Dumpty, who first used the word in the sense (2):

“Well, ‘slithy’ means ‘lithe and slimy.’ ‘Lithe’ is the same as ‘active.’ You see it’s like a portmanteau — there are two meanings packed up into one word.”

Curiously, the word portmanteau (1) is derived from French portemanteau (“coat stand”), which is a compound, rather than a portmanteau (2), of porte (“carry”) + manteau (“coat”). Clearly coat stand is rather different from a suitcase, so French use mot-valise, “word suitcase” (a relatively recent back-translation from English) in the sense portmanteau (2). Confused? I prefer to use much shorter words, blend or meld, this latter itself a blend of melt and weld.

The Wikipedia’s list of portmanteaus (or portmanteaux, if we use the faux-français plural form) includes Benelux, Britpop, Interpol, Medicaid, sysadmin and so on. These are in fact not portmanteaus but syllabic abbreviations, where there is no word part overlap at all. Nor does Brexit belong to this list, although Grexit (from which the word Brexit was probably derived) does. Syllabic abbreviations used to be de rigueur in 20th-century German (Gestapo, Stasi) and Soviet-era Russian (agitprop, proletkult, Mosselprom etc.) which can explain why these somewhat went out of fashion. The word Ostalgie (blend of Ost and Nostalgie) perfectly summarises that complex feeling (yes, we do miss it, but not really) peculiar to the ex-Eastern Bloc citizens.

To my taste, the best melds are those where the phonemic overlap is maximal and the change to each lexeme is minimal, as in adorkable, bromance, hepeating, pregret, sexting, textpectation and, of course, chocolack. They also happen to be humorous. Philip Hensher noted that misunderestimated, an accidental (as is the case with many Bushisms) masterpiece,

is one of George W Bush’s most memorable additions to the language, and an incidentally expressive one: it may be that we rather needed a word for “to underestimate by mistake”.

According to Russian Wikipedia, word blending (known as контаминация — a horrible word, let’s never use it) is not typical in Russian. One might speculate that Russian, with its rich arsenal of prefixes and suffixes, is doing just fine without blends. On the other hand, Korney Chukovsky wrote in his book «От двух до пяти» (From Two to Five) that it is extremely common in children’s (Russian) language. In Chukovsky’s view, children modify the new/difficult words to make them meaningful, for instance

Maybe. However, I simply can’t believe that the young author of the wonderful word отмухиваться was not aware of the meaning of отмахиваться. A single word for «отмахиваться от мух», “to wave flies away”, is practically begging to be created — and so it was. I totally agree with Chukovsky that children’s word creation is not any different from “folk” one (cf. спинжак = спина + пиджак or хрущоба = хрущёвка + трущоба).

Кот отмухивается // The cat is waving away the flies

As for “literary” Russian, there are plenty of examples of melds too. Velimir Khlebnikov was designing words such as грезитва, жарири, лебедиво and пушкиноты full-time. Nabokov introduced шлепоток и хлебет, Brodsky invented Верзувий, Vysotsky gave us пороговно, Yuri Entinтрубадурочка, Yuri ShevchukЕдиночество, Andrey Knyshev came up with остролог, парторгия, псевдонимб, генеральный секрецарь... And did you know that Ilf and Petrov used to publish their stories under the pen name of Ф. Толстоевский (F. Tolstoyesvsky)?

See also: Portmanteau words taboo game

Monday, 4 February 2019

La carne

by Rosa Montero

On her sixtieth birthday, Soledad hires a male escort to accompany her to, wait a minute, Tristan und Isolde, which seems to be a rather contrived (and expensive) way to take revenge on her ex-lover. Surely enough, what was supposed to be just that, a night at the opera, does not end there and then, or there wouldn’t be a book. And so our protagonist promptly embarks upon a tragicomic love affair, all the while thinking how to best organise an exhibition in the National Library of Spain. A premise so unlikely it only could be a true story.

I enjoyed the interplay of pseudo-fictitious with pseudo-real: guest appearances of the current director of the aforementioned library, Ana Santos Aramburo, and Ms Montero herself, in third person; a galore of mostly real “accursed writers”, the subject of said exhibition; and even Cabo Machichaco disaster. Rather disappointingly, Adam, the carnal interest of our heroine, comes across more as a caricature than a flesh (oh irony!) and blood person. Even so, it really made me cringe that Soledad kept mentally referring to Adam as “el gigoló” or “el ruso” as if forgetting his — incidentally, not your typical Russian — name. Or maybe she was meant to be that way. A little bit racist, and not a little bit judgemental. Also, vain and needy, but still, loving and, hopefully, loved.

A cierta edad, plantearse hacer el amor con alguien exigía una planificación y una intenden­cia tan rigurosas como la campaña de África del general Montgomery. Y así, lo primero que hizo Soledad fue probarse medio ropero, tanto ropa interior como exterior, y evaluar su aspecto por delante y por detrás con ayuda de un espejito de mano para verse la espalda. Ese juego de sujetador y braga color fuego tan bonito ¿no le sacaba por desgracia una antiestética molla en la cadera? Se quitó y se puso, se vistió y desvistió, mientras a su alrededor iba creciendo una rebaba de prendas descartadas, como las cenefas de algas en la playa. Terminó poniéndose el conjunto de lencería de encaje verde y, por encima, una camisa de seda verde musgo, el pantalón gris perla de corte perfecto y los botines Farrutx de medio tacón. Una vez aprobada la elección de las prendas, volvió a desnudarse íntegramente y se metió en la ducha.

Sunday, 3 February 2019

Жил один рыжий человек

First published 3 February 2019 @ sólo algunas palabras
Жил один рыжий человек, у которого не было глаз и ушей.
У него не было и волос, так что рыжим его называли условно.
There was a red-haired man who had no eyes or ears.
Neither did he have any hair, so he was called red-haired theoretically.

In Russian, adjectives agree with the noun in case, gender, and number. For instance, «рыжий кот» (ginger cat) in nominative [Example 1m]:

adjective noun
singular рыжий кот
Nom / m / s Nom / m / s
plural рыжие коты
Nom / pl Nom / m / pl

If we change the noun to genitive, the adjective follows suit [Ex. 2m]:

adjective noun
singular рыжего кота
Gen / m / s Gen / m / s
plural рыжих котов
Gen / pl Gen / m / pl

Replacing кот (tomcat) with кошка (female cat), we have [Ex. 1f]:

adjective noun
singular рыжая кошка
Nom / f / s Nom / f / s
plural рыжие кошки
Nom / pl Nom / f / pl

And in genitive [Ex. 2f]:

adjective noun
singular рыжей кошки
Gen / f / s Gen / f / s
plural рыжих кошек
Gen / pl Gen / f / pl

Luckily for learners of Russian, the plural forms of adjectives are the same irrespectively of gender. (It was not always the case.)

Now let’s add some cardinal numerals to our ginger tomcat [Ex. 3m]:

numeral adjective noun
1 один рыжий кот
Nom / m Nom / m / s Nom / m / s
2 два рыжих кота
Nom / m Gen / pl Gen / m / s
3 три рыжих кота
Nom Gen / pl Gen / m / s
4 четыре рыжих кота
Nom Gen / pl Gen / m / s
5 пять рыжих котов
Nom Gen / pl Gen / m / pl

What just happened? As you can see, the numerals other than один cause the nouns and adjectives to change the case to genitive. But if with пять (and above) both nouns and adjectives become, logically enough, plural, with the numerals два, три and четыре the noun stays in singular. We already mentioned that these three numerals behave as if not quite plural. The reason is, Proto-Indo-European and its descendants, in addition to singular and plural, had a grammatical number called dual (in Russian, двойственное число), which was used for pairs only. In modern Russian only a few traces of dual remain. However, some properties of dual were somehow extended to groups of three or four. I recently learned a (not widely known, but useful) term маломножественное число (literally, “few-plural number”), but I’d like to have something shorter. On Tamara’s suggestion, we can call this number “fewral” (pronounced /ˈfjuːrəl/; never mind that there is an identically spelled Turkmen word for February) or, for Spanish-speaking learners,“pocal” (from poco; please ignore the Romanian word meaning “goblet”).

Now, once again, let’s change the cat’s gender [Ex. 3f]:

numeral adjective noun
1 одна рыжая кошка
Nom / f Nom / f / s Nom / f / s
2 две рыжих кошки
Nom / f Gen / pl Gen / f / s
3–4 три-четыре рыжих кошки
Nom Gen / pl Gen / f / s
5–20 пять рыжих кошек
Nom Gen / pl Gen / f / pl

Comparing the masculine and feminine examples, you might have noticed that the pattern for 2 is not exactly the same as for 3 and 4. This is because the feminine form две is different from masculine (and neuter) form два, just like одна is different from masculine/neuter form один. Otherwise, we see the now-familiar story here: “fewral” nouns are in genitive singular, adjectives in genitive plural.

And this could be “it”... if it not were for the fact that another way is possible [Ex. 4f]:

numeral adjective noun
1 одна рыжая кошка
Nom / f Nom / f / s Nom / f / s
2 две рыжие кошки
Nom / f Nom / pl Nom / f / pl
3–4 три-четыре рыжие кошки
Nom Nom / pl Nom / f / pl
5–20 пять рыжих кошек
Nom Gen / pl Gen / f / pl

That’s right, both «две рыжих кошки» and «две рыжие кошки» are correct. But why? Going back to Examples [1f] and [2f]: did you notice that the genitive singular form, кошки, is identical to the nominative plural? Well this is how Russian feminine nouns behave, as a rule. So in “fewral” we can have either «рыжих кошки» (both genitive) or «рыжие кошки» (both nominative, both plural). Makes sense? Kind of. I think it is a matter of personal preference. I, for example, prefer «две шуточные песни» to «две шуточных песни». Perhaps my internal grammarian just likes to maximise the number of nominatives. Shame I can’t do the same with masculine and neuter.

You may ask, why did I write “5–20” rather than “5 and more”? Because when we reach 21, we say «двадцать одна рыжая кошка» (back to singular), then 22 «двадцать две рыжих кошки» or «двадцать две рыжие кошки» (back to fewral), and so on. Every time we hit a numeral ending with один/одна, два/две, три or четыре, we repeat the singular and fewral spiel again and again.

Last but not least: all these strange things happen only when our cardinal numerals are in nominative. As soon as we put them in any other case, the whole construction declines in a totally regular fashion, e.g. «одному рыжему коту» (dative) or «двумя рыжими кошками» (instrumental).

For homework, please take Kharms’ «один рыжий человек» and see what could happen with two, three, eleven and fifty-one theoretical red-haired men using Example [3m].

Friday, 1 February 2019

Free live music in Las Palmas, January 2019

This January I spent precisely €0.00 on entrance tickets, and extracted quite a value from my modest investment.

  • 17 January: Javier Sánchez @ Teatro Guiniguada, Plaza F. Mesa de León, Las Palmas de Gran Canaria
      From 5 to 7 pm, Javi Sánchez gave a free masterclass of jazz guitar organised by Mousikê La Laguna. Without knowing much what to expect from it, I brought guitar with me (as did a few other attendees). It turned out that we have different ideas what a “masterclass” should be. OK, we had a master and we had a class. To me, it was a two-hour lecture, with a lot of examples played, on jazz guitar rhythm, harmony and improvisation, with practically zero interaction and, obviously, no students strumming their axes (so one could be better off watching this kind of class on YouTube). Saying that, I really enjoyed Javi’s playing. I have to admit that guitar scales never sounded as fascinating before.
  • 20 January: Marinah @ Parque Doramas
      Unbelievably, the very first concert I attended this year was that of Marinah performing in broad daylight (from 12 to 14 and yes, it was sunny for a change) as a part of the Música en el Parque series. (In December, it was Dobet Gnahoré!) Featuring Marina Abad (lead vocal), Regis Molina (sax and flute), Miguel “Muchacho” Serviole (flamenco guitar), Jose “Montaña” (percussion), Diego Coppinger (electric bass) and Justin Miranda (drums).

    Marinah
    More photos of Marinah @ Shutterstock

  • 26 January: Gran Canaria Big Band @ Parque Doramas
      The Gran Canaria Big Band opened the 2019 Musicando season with the show Esencia latina, featuring the voices of Beatriz Alonso Hernández, Rebeca Mora and Virginia Guantanamera. Argentine, Brazilian, Cuban and Mexican standards and even one song in Valenciano!

  • 27 January: Marta dell’Anno and Andrea Marchesino @ Clipper La Puntilla, Calle Caleta
      The duo of Marta dell’Anno (vocal, viola) and Andrea Marchesino (guitar) played the first Isleta Sunset concert of 2019, their versatile repertoire ranging from traditional Italian songs to gypsy swing.
  • 31 January: Roland Satterwhite and North Sea String Quartet @ Paraninfo de La Universidad de Las Palmas, Calle Juan de Quesada, 30
      Roland Satterwhite is an American singer-songwriter-violist-violinist living in Berlin; NSSQ is Rotterdam-based ensemble consisting of Karin van Kooten (violin), Pablo Rodríguez (violin), Yanna Pelser (viola) and Thomas van Geelen (cello). I first heard about Roland+NSSQ just after Marta dell’Anno and Andrea Marchesino on Sunday (see above): they were about to jam at Fabrica La Isleta the very same night. I did not go there. Instead, Timur and I went to see them at the Auditorium of the ULPGC (the same venue where I saw Ariadna Castellanos Trio almost five years ago). It was magical. I’ve never heard or seen this kind of string quartet before. The variety of techniques they use and styles they play is mind-blowing, and yet they have their own (and beautiful) distinctive sound. Roland Satterwhite is all right singer but it is his particular way of bluesy pizzicato viola playing that impressed me the most.

      There was a group of kids with violins and/or bows sitting in the auditorium who turned out to be the members of Barrios Orquestados. In the end of the concert, they all came on stage and played: first Billie Jean on their own, then C Jam Blues and Take Five with NSSQ, and finally, one more song, Autobiography with Roland and NSSQ. Apparently, the guests were practising these songs with children from 4 pm. What a wonderful way to end the month.

Wednesday, 30 January 2019

Их нравы

First published 29 January 2019 @ sólo algunas palabras

In Russian, possessive pronouns (притяжательные местоимения) agree with the noun of the possessed, or possessee, in case, gender, and number. To be more precise, this is the case for the first person, мой (my), наш (our), твой (thy) and ваш (your). In the third person singular, we don’t care about case, gender, and number of the possessee anymore, however the distinction is made between masculine and neuter его (his, its) and feminine её (her). Finally, for the third person plural possessor, the unique form их (their) is used. You can’t go wrong with их. Well, almost.

Possessor
Number → Singular Plural Self
Person → 1 2 3 1 2 3
m n f
Possessee
Nominative m мой твой его его её наш ваш их свой
n моё твоё его его её наше ваше их своё
f моя твоя его его её наша ваша их своя
pl мои твои его его её наши ваши их свои
Genitive m моего твоего его его её нашего вашего их своего
n моего твоего его его её нашего вашего их своего
f моей твоей его его её нашей вашей их своей
pl моих твоих его его её наших ваших их своих
Dative m моему твоему его его её нашему вашему их своему
n моему твоему его его её нашему вашему их своему
f моей твоей его его её нашей вашей их своей
pl моим твоим его его её нашим вашим их своим
Accusative m animate моего твоего его его её нашего вашего их своего
m inanimate мой твой его его её наш ваш их свой
n моё твоё его его её наше ваше их своё
f мою твою его его её нашу вашу их свою
pl animate моих твоих его его её наших ваших их своих
pl inanimate мои твои его его её наши ваши их свои
Instrumental m моим твоим его его её нашим вашим их своим
n моим твоим его его её нашим вашим их своим
f моей твоей его его её нашей вашей их своей
pl моими твоими его его её нашими вашими их своими
Prepositional m моём твоём его его её нашем вашем их своём
n моём твоём его его её нашем вашем их своём
f моей твоей его его её нашей вашей их своей
pl моих твоих его его её наших ваших их своих

The word Ваш (capitalised in written Russian) is the polite form of second-person singular or plural possessive pronoun. Grammatically, it behaves exactly like ваш, even if you address just one person, for example «Ваше величество» (Your Majesty). When we talk about the single royal, say the Queen, in the third person, we should utilise the third person singular, i.e. «её величество» (Her Majesty), not «их величество», if we don’t want to sound illiterate. Note that Russian styles such as величество (Majesty), высочество (Highness), сиятельство, светлость, превосходительство (Excellency), преосвященство (Holiness) etc. are invariably neuter.

The reflexive-possessive pronoun свой does not have analogue in English. It always points to the subject of the sentence irrespectively of the person, gender, and number of that subject. It could be roughly translated as “one’s own”... except that “own” has its own exact analogue, собственный. This latter is used to amplify the sense of possession, so свой собственный stands for “one’s very own”.

With свой, we avoid possible tautology. For example, «у тебя есть своя машина» is better than somewhat repetitive «у тебя есть твоя машина». Another reason to use свой is to sound a bit less personal. In the sayings like «своя рубашка ближе к телу», the subject (the owner of this proverbial shirt) is not identified, probably because «моя рубашка ближе к телу» would sound too mean. It sounds mean enough as it is.

Russian possessive pronouns can be nominalised as to refer to (a group of) people. For example, the word наши also means “our people” and in times of war was often used as an antonym of враги “enemy”. The idiom «и нашим и вашим» (literally, “both to ours and to yours”) is a (shorter!) Russian equivalent of “hold with the hare and run with the hounds”. Likewise, свой or свои could mean “one’s kin” or “friend” as in «Свой среди чужих, чужой среди своих», “At home among strangers, a stranger among his own”.

Моей душе покоя нет My heart is sair
Сын или Бог, я твой Son or God, I’m thine
Первая его работа вызвала большой шум. His first work caused quite a stir.
Но, к великому её сожалению, банка оказалась пустой. But to her great disappointment it was empty.
Отче наш Our Father
Их нравы Their morals
Свои люди — сочтёмся It’s a Family Affair — We’ll Settle It Ourselves

The Soviet-era posters used a lot of наш while reserving их for the enemy.

Разгильдяев с производства гони: наши машины портят они
Kick the slobs out of the production line, they damage our machinery

Трудовой народ, строй свой Воздухофлот
Workers, build your own Air Fleet

Ребята! Ваша шалость с огнём приводит к пожару
Children! Your messing around with fire leads to conflagration

Добьём немецко-фашистских захватчиков в их берлоге!
Let’s finish off the Nazi invaders in their lair!

Printable table of Russian possessive pronouns

Friday, 25 January 2019

Epigrams and Epitaphs

by Robert Burns and Samuil Marshak

Rabbie Burns, I fancy, was not exactly the nicest person in the world. Maybe that’s why I just love his epigrams and epitaphs. Sometimes it’s difficult to tell which is which. I guess he really wished for some of his epigrams to become epitaphs. In the end, his wish was granted.

Marshak certainly took a lot of liberties with Burns’ epigrams. I think that did them a lot of good. By doing away with proper names, Marshak put these short poems beyond time and place. For example, Epigram On Miss Davies has a subtitle: “On being asked why she had been formed so little, and Mrs. A — so big”. Marshak just called it «Девушке маленького роста» (“To a girl of short stature”). Likewise, On Andrew Turner became «О происхождении одной особы» (“On origin of a certain person”), and so forth.

Happy 260th birthday, Mr Burns.

Robert BurnsРоберт Бёрнс, перевод С.Я. Маршака
Epigram On Rough RoadsО плохих дорогах
I’m now arrived — thanks to the gods! —
Thro’ pathways rough and muddy,
A certain sign that makin roads
Is no this people’s study:
Altho’ I’ m not wi’ Scripture cram’d,
I’m sure the Bible says
That heedless sinners shall be damn’d,
Unless they mend their ways.
Я ехал к вам то вплавь, то вброд.
Меня хранили боги.
Не любит местный ваш народ
Чинить свои дороги.
Строку из Библии прочти,
О город многогрешный:
Коль ты не выпрямишь пути,
Пойдёшь ты в ад кромешный!
Epigram On The Laird Of LagganНадпись на могиле честолюбца
When Morine, deceas’d, to the Devil went down,
’Twas nothing would serve him but Satan’s own crown;
“Thy fool’s head,” quoth Satan, “that crown shall wear never,
I grant thou’rt as wicked, but not quite so clever.”
Покойник был дурак и так любил чины,
Что требует в аду короны сатаны.
— Нет, — молвил сатана. — Ты зол, и даже слишком,
Но надо обладать каким-нибудь умишком!
On Andrew TurnerО происхождении одной особы
In se’enteen hunder’n forty-nine,
The deil gat stuff to mak a swine,
An’ coost it in a corner;
But wilily he chang’d his plan,
An’ shap’d it something like a man,
An’ ca’d it Andrew Turner.
В году семьсот сорок девятом
(Точнее я не помню даты)
Лепить свинью задумал чёрт.
Но вдруг в последнее мгновенье
Он изменил свое решенье,
И вас он вылепил, милорд!
On Commissary Goldie’s BrainsО черепе тупицы
Lord, to account who dares thee call,
Or e’er dispute thy pleasure?
Else why, within so thick a wall,
Enclose so poor a treasure?
Господь во всем, конечно, прав.
Но кажется непостижимым,
Зачем он создал прочный шкаф
С таким убогим содержимым!
Epitaph On “Wee JohnieЭпитафия бездушному дельцу
Whoe’er thou art, O reader, know
That Death has murder’d Johnie;
An’ here his body lies fu’ low;
For saul he ne’er had ony.
Здесь Джон покоится в тиши.
Конечно, только тело...
Но, говорят, оно души
И прежде не имело!
On Wm. Graham, Esq., Of MossknoweЭпитафия Вильяму Грэхему, эсквайру
“Stop thief!” dame Nature call’d to Death,
As Willy drew his latest breath;
How shall I make a fool again?
My choicest model thou hast ta’en.
Склонясь у гробового входа,
— О смерть! — воскликнула природа,
Когда удастся мне опять
Такого олуха создать!..
On John Bushby, Esq., Tinwald DownsНадгробная надпись
Here lies John Bushby — honest man,
Cheat him, Devil — if you can!
Прошел Джон Бушби честный путь.
Он жил с моралью в дружбе...
Попробуй, дьявол, обмануть
Такого Джона Бушби!
On Elphinstone’s Translation Of Martial’s EpigramsПереводчику Марциала
O Thou whom Poetry abhors,
Whom Prose has turned out of doors,
Heard’st thou yon groan? — proceed no further,
’Twas laurel’d Martial calling murther.
О ты, кого поэзия изгнала,
Кто в нашей прозе места не нашёл, —
Ты слышишь крик поэта Марциала:
“Разбой! Грабёж! Меня он перевёл!..”
Epitaph On Wm. Hood, Senr., In TarboltonЭпитафия церковному старосте, сапожнику Гуду
Here Souter Hood in death does sleep;
To hell if he’s gane thither,
Satan, gie him thy gear to keep;
He’ll haud it weel thegither.
Пусть по приказу сатаны
Покойника назначат
В аду хранителем казны, —
Он ловко деньги прячет.
On James Grieve, Laird Of Boghead, TarboltonЭпитафия владельцу усадьбы
Here lies Boghead amang the dead
In hopes to get salvation;
But if such as he in Heav’n may be,
Then welcome, hail! damnation.
Джемс Грив Богхед
Был мой сосед,
И, если в рай пошёл он,
Хочу я в ад,
Коль райский сад
Таких соседей полон.
Epitaph For James SmithНадпись на могиле сельского волокиты
Lament him, Mauchline husbands a’,
He aften did assist ye;
For had ye staid hale weeks awa,
Your wives they ne’er had miss’d ye.
Ye Mauchline bairns, as on ye press
To school in bands thegither,
O tread ye lightly on his grass, —
Perhaps he was your father!
Рыдайте, добрые мужья,
На этой скорбной тризне.
Сосед покойный, слышал я,
Вам помогал при жизни.
Пусть школьников шумливый рой
Могилы не тревожит...
Тот, кто лежит в земле сырой,
Был им отцом, быть может!
Epigram On Miss DaviesДевушке маленького роста
Ask why God made the gem so small?
And why so huge the granite? —
Because God meant mankind should set
That higher value on it.
На то и меньше мой алмаз
Гранитной тёмной глыбы,
Чтобы дороже во сто раз
Его ценить могли бы!
Epigram At Roslin InnТрактирщице из Рослина
My blessings on ye, honest wife!
I ne’er was here before;
Ye’ve wealth o’ gear for spoon and knife —
Heart could not wish for more.
Heav’n keep you clear o’ sturt and strife,
Till far ayont fourscore,
And while I toddle on thro’ life,
I’ll ne’er gae by your door!
Достойна всякого почёта
Владений этих госпожа.
В её таверне есть работа
Для кружки, ложки и ножа.
Пускай она, судьбой хранима,
Ещё полвека проживет.
И — верьте! — не промчусь я мимо
Её распахнутых ворот!
Epigram To Miss Jean ScottМисс Джинни Скотт
O had each Scot of ancient times
Been, Jeanie Scott, as thou art;
The bravest heart on English ground
Had yielded like a coward.
О, будь у скоттов каждый клан
Таким, как Джинни Скотт, —
Мы покорили б англичан,
А не наоборот.
Lines Written Under The Picture Of The Celebrated Miss BurnsК портрету известной мисс Бёрнс
Cease, ye prudes, your envious railing,
Lovely Burns has charms — confess:
True it is, she had one failing,
Had a woman ever less?
Полно вам шипеть, как змеи!
Всех затмит она собой.
Был один грешок за нею...
Меньше ль было у любой?

Thursday, 24 January 2019

Mi experiencia lesbiana con la soledad

by Kabi Nagata

Nagata, a lonely, depressed 28-year-old girl with a bald patch (a consequence of trichotillomania) and arms covered with self-harm scars hires an escort in order to lose her virginity in a love hotel. What could possibly go wrong?

Too many things. Much to her disappointment, Nagata’s adventure turned out to be nothing like in the erotic dōjinshi (apparently, her main source of sex education). And a good thing too, otherwise I doubt that she would create, let alone publish, My Lesbian Experience With Loneliness. But now that she did, the readers around the globe can enjoy her amazing comic. (I, for example, found the Spanish version in the library.) It is funny, heart-warming and honest. I think everybody can relate to it, no matter what is their gender, sexual orientation or level of self-esteem. Nagata does not talk much about her self-harm experience and suicidal thoughts, but they are all there. Last but not least: the author treats sex workers as well as their profession with utmost respect and gratitude.