To calm myself, I opened my ZenCat book to a random page and read this: "The city of cats and the city of men exist one inside the other, but they are not the same city." by Italo Calvino. Firstly who is he? and secondly its making me ponder endlessly instead of making me go to sleep.....aarrgghhh!
ay, apologies...
ReplyDeletegoogle and wikipedia to the rescue -
He was an Italian journalist and writer of short stories and novels. His best known works include the Our Ancestors trilogy (1952-1959), the Cosmicomics collection of short stories (1965), and the novels Invisible Cities (1972) and If on a winter's night a traveler (1979).
Lionised in Britain and America, he was the most-translated contemporary Italian writer at the time of his death, and a noted contender for the Nobel Prize for Literature.
wow! I learn something before I go to sleep...and so later I will ponder on what the line above would mean...zzzzzzzzz
and because I am a stubborn cat who likes to find out things before setting my head to slumber on...
ReplyDeletethe sentence above is from Italo Calvino's “Autumn. The Garden of Stubborn Cats,” text from Roger Caras’ Treasury of Great Cat Stories (Galahad Books, 1987)
excerpt from said piece of Italo Calvino - and oh how it says a lot of our time!
ReplyDeleteThe city of cats and the city of men exist one inside the other, but they are not the same city.
Few cats recall the time when there was no distinction: the streets and squares of men were also streets and squares of cats, and the lawns, courtyards, balconies, and fountains; you lived in a broad and various space. But for several generations now domestic felines have been prisoners of an uninhabitable city; the streets are uninterruptedly overrun by the mortal traffic of cat-crushing automobiles; in every square foot of terrain where once a garden extended or a vacant lot or the ruins of an old demolition, now condominiums loom up, welfare housing, brand-new skyscrapers, every entrance is crammed with parked cars; the courtyards, one by one, have been roofed by reinforced concrete and transformed into garages or movie houses or storerooms or workshops. And where a rolling plateau of low roofs once extended, copings, terraces, water tanks, balconies, skylights, corrugated-iron sheds, now one general superstructure rises wherever structures can rise; the intermediated differences in height, between the low ground of the street and the supernal heaven of the penthouses, disappear; the cat of a recent litter seeks in vain the itinerary of its fathers, the point from which to make the soft leap from balustrade to cornice to drainpipe, or for the quick climb on the roof tiles.
siguro nanood ka ng 'CATS'! meow
ReplyDeletewould you believe, hindi pa rin, until now? but never fear...naka copya ako kay Jing hehehe...
ReplyDeletecopya?...i meant si Lea Salonga
ReplyDeleteah...I was thinking of the dvd of CATS...
ReplyDeletebihira akong manonood dito ng mga ganon...ewan ko ba..siguro nalalayuan ako sa venue? if may ganon lang dito sa Makati na 5 minutes away...siguro ubos pera ko sa papanood..
Actually Cat, I have observed that anything that's more than 5 minutes away from where you are staying is pretty much within your definition of "malayo." :-)
ReplyDeletehehehe...di ah....MRT Ayala is ok with me..definitely more than 5 minutes away...kaya when you allow us to hitch a ride with you to meet up for EBs in QC or where...definitely happy ako *wink*
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