They shot glances at each other constantly, eyes shining like scorching forks of mute lightning, while their lips dashed against each other with the force of thunderbolts and with such hungry, ravenous passion they reeled in stupor, gasping for breath, a wonder that their hearts didn’t burst. The ground caved beneath their feet, they fellContinue reading “RKS POLISH Literature: Polish Peasant Lust (Władysław Reymont)”
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RKS POLISH Literature: The Bear Tamer Arrives in the Polish Peasant Village (Władysław Reymont)
The bear-tamer praised God in greeting, then crowed like a cockerel, bleated like a sheep, neighed like a fiery stallion and proclaimed: ‘Bear-tamers are we from a distant land, across the wide sea, from beyond the great forest. Where people walk upside down, where fences are made of sausages and where they cool themselves byContinue reading “RKS POLISH Literature: The Bear Tamer Arrives in the Polish Peasant Village (Władysław Reymont)”
RKS POLISH Literature: Poverty, Hunger, Neglect but Betrayal! (Władysław Reymont)
It was not the poverty or the neglect, the frequent hunger, so that there was barely enough for the children. Nor was it that Antek sat drinking in the inn with his chums, caring nothing for home, sneaking into the cottage like a stray dog and reaching for his stick at any hint of reproach.Continue reading “RKS POLISH Literature: Poverty, Hunger, Neglect but Betrayal! (Władysław Reymont)”
RKS POLISH Literature: The Iron Grip of Necessity (Władysław Reymont)
True, when necessity gets a hold on you, there is no slipping out of its grasp, my friend, oh no! Władysław Reymont, “The Peasants”, 1909
RKS POLISH Literature: Old Men, Dogs, Bacon and Skirts (Władysław Reymont)
It’s obvious a skirt’ll lead a man further than a dog after bacon, for the dog’s more likely to hang back! And an old man’s easier than a young’un. He’s greedier and it’s harder for him to seek his pleasures in other folk’s cottages. Go right ahead, you’ll soon be thanking me! And as forContinue reading “RKS POLISH Literature: Old Men, Dogs, Bacon and Skirts (Władysław Reymont)”
RKS POLISH Literature: Utterly Consumed by Illicit Love (Władysław Reymont)
She sat stiffly like the other women, looking at her prayer book, but she could not make out a single letter, not a page, nothing, for those sad eyes, sorrowful eyes, blazing flashing eyes, stood before her, shining like stars. They blotted out the entire world, so that she completely lost her head, was utterlyContinue reading “RKS POLISH Literature: Utterly Consumed by Illicit Love (Władysław Reymont)”
RKS POLISH Literature: But Why Not Marry a Fine Woman? (Władysław Reymont)
‘Not young for sure, but well enough, except that she were a little, bald, crooked and with gimlet eyes, but her face were smooth as a loaf nibbled by mice for a week or two, a fine woman, good. I got plenty of grub – eggs scrambled with sausage, vodka, lard, other tasty bites, andContinue reading “RKS POLISH Literature: But Why Not Marry a Fine Woman? (Władysław Reymont)”
RKS POLISH Literature: Winter Approaches the Village (Władysław Reymont)
Winter was approaching…… Still tussling with autumn, it rampaged, bellowing in the blue distances like a fierce and hungry beast, and who could say when it would trounce her and leap to savage up the world with its ice-cold fangs… Still fitful were the scatterings of pallid snow-autumn snow…. Bewildered days still came, blue sicklyContinue reading “RKS POLISH Literature: Winter Approaches the Village (Władysław Reymont)”
RKS POLISH Literature: Song of the Bridesmaids (Władysław Reymont)
The girl began to cry- Such a wedding did they give her, Four candles they lit for her, The organ they played to her. Did you think, O girl, that For you they’d always play a song? A little yesterday, a little today…. Then cry your whole life long Da dana! Cry your whole lifeContinue reading “RKS POLISH Literature: Song of the Bridesmaids (Władysław Reymont)”
RKS POLISH Literature: Death Claims All (Władysław Reymont)
‘God bless you, but mark also you are a little old, and everyone is mortal, for: Death is not choosy Today a man, tomorrow a sheep With equal scrutiny she’ll reap.’ ‘I’m strong; I’ll hold out another twenty years, never you fear!’ ‘And Fearless was eaten by wolves.’ Władysław Reymont, “The Peasants”, 1909 Photo: R.Continue reading “RKS POLISH Literature: Death Claims All (Władysław Reymont)”
