Hi
Welche Bücher magst Du?
Ich lese gerne Reiseliteratur, SciFi, Fantasy, aber auch diverses Anderes.
Ich habe mit Begeisterung bspw. die Trilogie gelesen, die jetzt demnächst auch verfilmt ins Kino kommt. Der erste Band heißt „the golden compass“. Sehr empfehlenswert ist auch Bill Bryson „a short history of nearly everything“. Gut gefallen hat mit auch „the hammer of god“ von A.C.Clarke - wie auch andere Bücher von ihm. Auch lohnt sich m.E. immer Asimov, auch „Otherland“ von Tad Williams halte ich für sehr lesenswert.
Außerdem empfehle ich immer wieder gerne Shakespeare (den allerdings lieber im Theater) und Edgar Ellen Poe:
_ The Raven
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
„'Tis some visitor,“ I muttered, „tapping at my chamber door-
Only this, and nothing more.“
(…)_
(adopted from http://books.eserver.org/poetry/poe/raven.html )
oder schön schaurig von Walt Whitman (nachts, gut zitiert bei Kerzenschein in lustiger Poesie-Runde - herrlich!)
_ On the Beach at Night
On the beach at night,
Stands a child with her father,
Watching the east, the autumn sky.
Up through the darkness,
While ravening clouds, the burial clouds, in black masses spreading,
Lower sullen and fast athwart and down the sky,
Amid a transparent clear band of ether yet left in the east,
Ascends large and calm the lord-star Jupiter,
And nigh at hand, only a very little above,
Swim the delicate sisters the Pleiades.
From the beach the child holding the hand of her father,
Those burial clouds that lower victorious soon to devour all,
Watching, silently weeps.
Weep not, child,
Weep not, my darling,
With these kisses let me remove your tears,
The ravening clouds shall not long be victorious;
They shall not long possess the sky, they devour the stars only in apparition,
Jupiter shall emerge, be patient, watch again another night, the Pleiades
shall emerge,
They are immortal, all those stars both silvery and golden shall shine out again,
The great stars and the little ones shall shine out again, they endure,
The vast immortal suns and the long-enduring pensive moons shall again shine.
Then dearest child mournest thou only for Jupiter?
Considerest thou alone the burial of the stars?
Somewhere there is,
(With my lips soothing thee, adding I whisper,
I give thee the first suggestion, the problem and indirection,)
Something there is more immortal even than the stars,
(Many the burials, many the days and nights, passing away,)
Something that shall endure longer even than lustrous Jupiter,
Longer than sun or any revolving satellite,
Or the radiant sisters of the Pleiades._
Beste Grüße,
Ingo