Marian Załucki " Juwenalia Staruszków "
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- Опубліковано 27 лют 2012
- Marian Załucki (ur. 5 maja 1920 w Kołomyi, zm. 13 kwietnia 1979 w Warszawie) -- poeta, satyryk i pisarz.
Dzieciństwo spędził we Lwowie, po wojnie mieszkał w Krakowie, gdzie zadebiutował w Teatrze Satyryków, w którym prezentował swoje wiersze. W latach 1956-67 występował w kabarecie Wagabunda, a od 1962 w teatrach warszawskich Buffo, Syrena oraz kabaretach "U Lopka", "Dudek" i w popularnych programach Podwieczorek przy mikrofonie, Poznajmy się, Zgaduj zgadula.
Współpracował z takimi pismami jak Przekrój, Szpilki i Życie Literackie. - Розваги
Wspaniały satyryk i jego humor z klasą .
.. Dzisiaj przypomniałem sobie Mariana Załuckiego i zapraszam do ewokacji wszystkich, którzy potrafią, starają się od czasu do czasu napisać lub powiedzieć o czymś w stylu mistrza , takich jak ON nie staje ...
Oj, brakowało mi tej smakowitej satyry. Znakomite!!
Tak dzisiaj już trudno o takich satyryków z klasą pozdrawiam i dziękuję :)
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Can anyone give me a little biography on this man? I recently came upon a few records of him. My husband and I want to know what he spoke about. We came upon 6 records. Was he a stand up comic? Was he a political satirist? We don't know. Just curious as to what they are about.
Marian Załucki Załucki Marian was born on May 5, 1920 in Kołomyja. In early youth was spent in Lviv. The poet, satirist, author of "Horse poem", "Pinch muse," "Homeland mockery," "I told you so", "Restless skull", "I'm sorry I was joking", "Do you likes Załuckiego?". After the war he lived in Krakow, where he made his debut in the Satirical Theatre presenting their poems. In the years 1956-1967 he performed in a cabaret Vagabond, and since 1962 in the theaters of Warsaw Buffo, Siren and cabarets "U Lopka", "Dudek" and popular programs Afternoon tea at the microphone, to know each other, Guess zgadula. He has traveled to USA, Canada, UK, France, Israel, Czechoslovakia and Russia, presenting his work Polonia audience. He collaborated with Przekrój, Szpilki and Literary Life. He died on April 13, 1979 in Warsaw. Even after death, in 1985, published a collection of poems and kpinki mockery.
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Thank you very much! We have come across 6 78 records of him speaking and an audience laughing and clapping. We couldn't find much in English on him. Thank you for that information.
Sophia Yates I quote here one of his texts.
Polish Divorce
Marian Załucki
Already I'm free! The seventh day.
Divorce itself took place without argument, without a scuffle.
The difference of views on my person.
The reason - it's me. As such. That production!
The end of slavery for the spirit and the body,
So no - not always a man to sold!
The court gave me a divorce, the wife gave me.
A Housing Authority has not given.
You can have your own opinion in Poland,
but it is difficult to apartment no!
But all OK - means: horses easier.
Because even further along, but in a different
role: a stranger, stranger,
"You will ..." "You will ..." From today, we sleep on
the jack!
We have no connection - everything except
common shares linen ...
And so little discussion about the issue of "Whose pillow?"
"Whose bag?" -
and have complete freedom to breathe is independent of my
half of the bed.
In the morning rub sweet sleep from his eyes: he woke up
another free man!
Although due to the polemic, which is half of whose towel -
but elegant ... no complaints, no scream.
Let them not think that I love her more!
Thus mutantur tempora ...
I now come to her like a lady: no threats, no fuss!
Well, it's hard not to love longer ... On the contrary, they
cleaned, I can take rubbish ...
How could we not help the foreign woman ?! Sometimes the
florist some weed.
And seeing her puzzled face, smile ...
seductively! Let him know, damn, that is not his wife!
And so I fajno until sweaty hands ... No one told me nags,
not instruct.
There's an independent woman in the bathroom, here I am - an
independent at the keyhole!
(Not without reason, not without chrapki: I always liked foreign womens!)
I strain my eyes a bit, because short ... Nice, damn, they
divorced!
Alluring waist - and arms ... It's obvious that no wife!
And she also happens and any nicer, and attentive.
Once even, seeing my amours, she asked me: "Are not you
sick?"
I only regret remember, frying for two karmenadle,
lost years already in a terrible marriage amen our Stadler:
nothing but żarliśmy every day, eternal grievances and
problems ...
And today? Otherwise! ... It's nice, in line ... It may even
retrieve?
Do you have Internet access ? :)
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