Literary Birthdays – Week of May 10 – 16

Bono


May 10
Bono (Paul David Hewson) (b. 1960) – Irish singer/songwriter

First verse of  “I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For”

I have climbed highest mountains
I have run through the fields
Only to be with you
Only to be with you
I have run
I have crawled
I have scaled these city walls
These city walls
Only to be with you

But I still haven’t found what I’m looking for
But I still haven’t found what I’m looking for

See the music video of U2 / Bono performing “I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For”:



May 11

Irving Berlin
Irving Berlin (b. 1888) – U.S. composer and lyricist

“Cheek to Cheek”

Heaven, I’m in Heaven,
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak;
And I seem to find the happiness I seek
When we’re out together dancing, cheek to cheek.

Heaven, I’m in Heaven,
And the cares that hang around me thro’ the week
Seem to vanish like a gambler’s lucky streak
When we’re out together dancing, cheek to cheek.

Oh! I love to climb a mountain,
And to reach the highest peak,
But it doesn’t thrill me half as much
As dancing cheek to cheek.

Oh! I love to go out fishing
In a river or a creek,
But I don’t enjoy it half as much
As dancing cheek to cheek.

Dance with me
I want my arm about you;
The charm about you
Will carry me thro’ to Heaven

I’m in Heaven,
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak;
And I seem to find the happiness I seek
When we’re out together dancing cheek to cheek

See Fred Astaire (born May 10, 1899) sing “Cheek to Cheek” as he dances
with Ginger Rogers in the 1935 film Top Hat:




May 12

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Andrey Andreyevich Voznesensky (b. 1933) – Russian poet

I Am Goya
I am Goya
of the bare field, by the enemy’s beak gouged
till the craters of my eyes gape
I am grief

I am the tongue
of war, the embers of cities
on the snows of the year 1941
I am hunger

I am the gullet
of a woman hanged whose body like a bell
tolled over a blank square
I am Goya

O grapes of wrath!
I have hurled westward
the ashes of the uninvited guest!
and hammered stars into the unforgetting sky – like nails
I am Goya

(translated from the Russian by Stanley Kunitz)

See Andrei Voznesensky recite his poem at the 2003 International Poetry Festival of Medellin (Colombia):




May 13

Daphne du Maurier
Daphne du Maurier (b. 1907) – English novelist, short story writer and playwright – The House on the Strand

Listen to an excerpt from The House on the Strand broadcast on BBC Radio 7:
https://www.reciva.com/index.php?option=com_cloud&action=station&stationid=205&streamnumber=72&id=0
Note: Scroll down the list to “H” and the reading begins at approximately minute 2:00



May 14

Che Guevara (b. 1928) – Argentinean political activist – Reminiscences of the Cuban Revolutionary War

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Luis Llorens Torres (b. 1876) – Puerto Rican poet, playwright, politician

Love Without Love

I love you, because in my thousand and one nights of dreams,
I never once dreamed of you.
I looked down the paths that traveled from afar,
but it was never you I expected.
Suddenly I’ve felt you flying through my soul
in quick, lofty flight,
and how beautiful you seem way up there, far
from my always idiot heart!
Love me that way, flying over everything,
And, like the bird on its branches, land in my arms
only to rest,
then fly off again.
Be not like the romantic ones, who, in love, set me on fire.
When you climb up my mansion,
enter so lightly, that as you enter
the dog of my heart will not bark.




May 15

frank baum
L. Frank Baum (b. 1856) – U.S. novelist, playwright – The Wonderful Wizard of Oz

Excerpt from Chapter 1 of The Wonderful Wizard of Oz:

Aunt Em dropped her work and came to the door.  One glance told her of
the danger close at hand.

“Quick, Dorothy!” she screamed.  “Run for the cellar!”

Toto jumped out of Dorothy’s arms and hid under the bed, and the girl
started to get him.  Aunt Em, badly frightened, threw open the trap
door in the floor and climbed down the ladder into the small, dark
hole.  Dorothy caught Toto at last and started to follow her aunt.
When she was halfway across the room there came a great shriek from the
wind, and the house shook so hard that she lost her footing and sat
down suddenly upon the floor.

Then a strange thing happened.

The house whirled around two or three times and rose slowly through the
air.  Dorothy felt as if she were going up in a balloon.

The north and south winds met where the house stood, and made it the
exact center of the cyclone.  In the middle of a cyclone the air is
generally still, but the great pressure of the wind on every side of
the house raised it up higher and higher, until it was at the very top
of the cyclone; and there it remained and was carried miles and miles
away as easily as you could carry a feather.

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Katherine Anne Porter (b. 1890) – U.S. novelist, short story writer, essayist – The Ship of Fools (1962)



May 16

Olga Berggolts

Studs Terkel

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