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And the pearls of our eyes are turning black
My poem "Telegony" has been accepted by Cabinet des Fées.
It is strange and sad enough that a language, like a species, can be made extinct in less than two hundred years. (Sometimes a generation is all it takes.) This sentence struck me as strangest and saddest of all: "Though the language has been closely studied by researchers of linguistic history, Boa Sr spent the last few years of her life unable to converse with anyone in her mother tongue."
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It is strange and sad enough that a language, like a species, can be made extinct in less than two hundred years. (Sometimes a generation is all it takes.) This sentence struck me as strangest and saddest of all: "Though the language has been closely studied by researchers of linguistic history, Boa Sr spent the last few years of her life unable to converse with anyone in her mother tongue."
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ron_drummond, I'm listening to this piece a lot.
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Thank you. Yeah.
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And yes, it is very sad.
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Thank you.
And yes, it is very sad.
I can imagine not being able, for one reason or another, to speak my own language to anyone in my daily sphere. I cannot imagine there being no one at all to speak it with.
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And, regarding the lost language and the last speaker of it, very sad indeed.
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Thank you! Awesome.
And, regarding the lost language and the last speaker of it, very sad indeed.
I was reading a very similar article two years ago. It didn't make me happy then, either.
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Congratulations on the poem :-)
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When you have only ghosts to speak to?
Congratulations on the poem
Thank you!
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The news article was almost unimaginable. 65,000 years! And to allow it to end this way. I can't help but wonder how thoroughly the quoted researchers documented Boa Sr's language and speech. I dearly hope they made many recordings of her singing and telling stories, but I have the feeling that precious few were made, if any.
I really love that movement from Holmboe's sonata -- listening to the download after reading your entry, it seemed almost an elegy for Boa Sr. I almost didn't include it, because I try to use the entirety of multi-movement compositions on classical compilations. But that one movement was too beautiful to leave off. Haunting; a cry and a hymn; a fountain from the abyss.
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Thank you! I hope so.
I can't help but wonder how thoroughly the quoted researchers documented Boa Sr's language and speech. I dearly hope they made many recordings of her singing and telling stories, but I have the feeling that precious few were made, if any.
I don't know. You would think those would be the most important things.
I really love that movement from Holmboe's sonata -- listening to the download after reading your entry, it seemed almost an elegy for Boa Sr.
I was listening to it when I found the article. Thank you for it.
But that one movement was too beautiful to leave off. Haunting; a cry and a hymn; a fountain from the abyss.
It sounds like the music of a country that no longer exists.
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I suppose that's really so. Holmboe spent several years in Romania in the early 1930s, studying Romanian and Gypsy folk song. There he met Romanian pianist and photographer Meta Graf; they married in 1934 and were still together when he died in 1996. Many of the CDs of his music on the BIS label are graced with Meta May Holmboe's photographs.