I wrote yesterday of an art installation at the National Portrait Gallery in Edinburgh. I choose not to display for you the pirate videos of the said installation, but if you wish, you can view various versions from Venice and London, where it has displayed previously. However, I recommend the British Arts Council official video about the artist and the work if you wish to know and see more.
Today though, being First Friday and therefore Filmday, I would like to share with you another very artistic interpretation of Burn's poem (the words will be provided below).
Today though, being First Friday and therefore Filmday, I would like to share with you another very artistic interpretation of Burn's poem (the words will be provided below).
It was in sweet Senegal that my foes did me enthral,
For the lands of Virginia,-ginia, O:
Torn from that lovely shore, and must never see it more;
And alas! I am weary, weary O:
Torn from that lovely shore, and must never see it more;
And alas! I am weary, weary O.
All on that charming coast is no bitter snow and frost,
Like the lands of Virginia,-ginia, O:
There streams for ever flow, and there flowers for ever blow,
And alas! I am weary, weary O:
There streams for ever flow, and there flowers for ever blow,
And alas! I am weary, weary O:
The burden I must bear, while the cruel scourge I fear,
In the lands of Virginia,-ginia, O;
And I think on friends most dear, with the bitter, bitter tear,
And alas! I am weary, weary O:
And I think on friends most dear, with the bitter, bitter tear,
And alas! I am weary, weary O:
What a thought provoking poem and video....
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Wow - Mom loved that.
ReplyDeleteAbby Lab
It's a beautiful poem
ReplyDeleteit reminds me of the book I read probably 87 times as I was a child (uncle tom's cabin)... freedom is precious ... we never should forget that...
ReplyDeleteHello, beautiful poem! Thanks for sharing the video! Happy Friday, enjoy your day!
ReplyDeleteHeart rending for me at this time.
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