Last Sunday I went fishing to Bay Háros. Normally I don't go fishing from November till April because I can't stand the cold. But the weather was so beautiful, mild and sunny that I just felt that I had to make an exception. I had expected the day's fishing to be pretty uneventful and quiet but strangely enough, I caught about a dozen perches, some of them quite big (at least compared to the average perch in Hungarian waters). I also caught two little ides. I used maggots and earthworms for bait. All the fish were released immediately after they were caught. It was great to switch off for a while and do nothing but wait and watch the float.
A picture of one of the perches that I caught. They all looked a bit darker than in summer but they had nice strong colours.
And this one was the fattest:) You can see the hook with the maggots still in its mouth. At first, I believed it to be a lot bigger than what it actually turned out to be.
This week has been tough. Loads of work, hurrying to all sorts of places, worrying about sick relatives and all the rest of it but now it's Friday and time to let out some of the steam and go out to a pub with friends and maybe, just maybe turn into a banana tree. Wouldn't that be fun? It finally happened...
Lyrics:
When the outside temperature rises
And the meaning is oh so clear
One thousand and one yellow daffodils
Begin to dance in front of you - oh dear
Are they trying to tell you something
You're missing that one final screw
You're simply not in the pink my dear
To be honest you haven't got a clue
I'm going slightly mad
I'm going slightly mad
It finally happened - happened
It finally happened - ooh oh
It finally happened - I'm slightly mad
Oh dear
I'm one card short of a full deck
I'm not quite the shilling
One wave short of a shipwreck
I'm not my usual top billing
I'm coming down with a fever
I'm really out to sea
This kettle is boiling over
I think I'm a banana tree
Oh dear
I'm going slightly mad
I'm going slightly mad
It finally happened - happened
It finally happened - uh huh
It finally happened - I'm slightly mad - oh dear
I'm knitting with only one needle
Unraveling fast its true
I'm driving only three wheels these days
But my dear how about you
I'm going slightly mad
I'm going slightly mad
It finally happened
It finally happened - oh yes
It finally happened
I'm slightly mad
The poet's birthday was four days ago, but I would like to stay with his poetry for just a little while. Today(November 1st) is All Saints' Day and this day in many parts of the world is celebrated as the Day of the Dead. The following poem is about death and rebirth and consists of a very unique and strong imagery. Listen to the poet reading his work and read the poem below.
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And death shall have no dominion.
Dead mean naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.
And death shall have no dominion.
Under the windings of the sea
They lying long shall not die windily;
Twisting on racks when sinews give way,
Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break;
Faith in their hands shall snap in two,
And the unicorn evils run them through;
Split all ends up they shan't crack;
And death shall have no dominion.
And death shall have no dominion.
No more may gulls cry at their ears
Or waves break loud on the seashores;
Where blew a flower may a flower no more
Lift its head to the blows of the rain;
Though they be mad and dead as nails,
Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;
Break in the sun till the sun breaks down,
And death shall have no dominion.
