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there's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I'm too tough for him, I say, stay in there, I'm not going to let anybody see you. there's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I pour whiskey on him and inhale cigarette smoke and the whores and the bartenders and the grocery clerks never know that he's in there.

there's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I'm too tough for him, I say, stay down, do you want to mess me up? you want to screw up the works? you want to blow my book sales in Europe? there's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I'm too clever, I only let him out at night sometimes when everybody's asleep. I say, I know that you're there, so don't be sad. then I put him back, but he's singing a little in there, I haven't quite let him die and we sleep together like that with our secret pact and it's nice enough to make a man weep, but I don't weep, do you?

Marvelous readers, 

As I said previously Charles, has a realistic and a bit drastic view on love. In this poem the author is in love, however, he doesn’t know how to deal with this feeling, so he decides to hide it and let it fall in oblivion. 

The “bluebird” is a metaphor, a representation of his love for someone, and the way that the author deals with this bird, with this feeling, is the classic way of someone who is afraid of exposing himself to the humiliation and despair that love can be. The author believes that the only way to keep his mind and his heart safe is to imprison this bird. But a curious thing about love, is that when it is real and meaningful it won’t go away no matter for how long it is ignored as we can see in “I haven't quite let him die”.

Once the author discovers that this love won’t die he realizes that he needs to “sedate” this feeling so he uses the most common way of trying to deceive the heart, alcohol and cigarettes. We may even say that he tries to find love and comfort in the bottom of a bottle.  Although he tries he cannot hide this bird for much longer, and it is at this point that a moment of weakness emerges, the night, that period of time where the mind and heart are able to free themselves, when the noise stops, the stress and the responsibilities of the normal day life are extinguished and we are left with ourselves exposed to a pure moment of meditation. At that point the author feels more secure and at ease to show a part of him that he loves and fears at the same time. However, as most things, nights don’t last forever, and when the day comes, it’s time to proceed his life so he puts the bird back and moves on, like nothing has happened. The only problem is that the little bird is still alive and eager to come out as we can see in “but he's singing a little”.  

The ability that the author has of showing and concealing his feelings may shock you but we should never forget that sometimes we need to listen to our minds and not our hearts, there are moments to feel and moments to live, and we cannot put one at risk because of the other. 

Take care, 

Marta

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Hello marvellous readers,

Today I bring you a song called Another love from one of my favourite artists, Tom Odell. This was the song that made him popular, and it was the first song I heard from him. In fact, this was the song that made my love for his music blossom. Nowadays, I know all of his songs, word by word, and I already saw him live on a concert last summer. I’ll leave you with the lyrics and with my perception of them.

Another Love I wanna take you somewhere so you know I care But it’s so cold and I don’t know where I brought you daffodils in a pretty string But they won’t flower like they did last spring

And I wanna kiss you, make you feel alright I’m just so tired to share my nights I wanna cry and I wanna love But all my tears have been used up

On another love, another love All my tears have been used up On another love, another love All my tears have been used up On another love, another love All my tears have been used up

And if somebody hurts you, I wanna fight But my hands been broken, one too many times So I’ll use my voice, I’ll be so fucking rude Words they always win, but I know I’ll lose

And I’d sing a song, that’d be just ours But I sang ‘em all to another heart And I wanna cry I wanna learn to love But all my tears have been used up

On another love, another love All my tears have been used up On another love, another love All my tears have been used up On another love, another love All my tears have been used up

I wanna sing a song, that’d be just ours But I sang 'em all to another heart And I wanna cry, I wanna fall in love But all my tears have been used up

On another love, another love All my tears have been used up On another love, another love All my tears have been used up On another love, another love All my tears have been used up

This song is about a very common topic, which is love. However, this is not the normal love song, I would say that is more of an apology. The author starts by saying that he wants to show someone that he cares “So you know I care”, but this wish is quickly demised with a difficulty on finding the correct way to do it.  

He proceeds with a metaphor where he associates his love with daffodils, saying “But they won’t flower like they did last spring” meaning that his love for this person will not blossom as his love for someone in the past.  This feeling of disappointment evolves and it becomes the expression of love and frustration, where the author reveals that he wants to do all the thing he is expected to do “And I wanna kiss you, make you feel alright” however he can’t due to a lack of emotion “I wanna cry and I wanna love/But all my tears have been used up/On another love, another love”.

Lastly the author expresses his wish to create something special to him and the person he loves, as a way of showing that person how much he cares and how special that person is. Once again that wish is quickly demised by the author since he explains that “But I sang 'em all to another heart” he wouldn’t be faithful or true because he wouldn’t be singing it with his heart, the feeling wouldn’t be true. 

In my opinion, the author his trying to apologize for his lack of feelings, showing that he’s apathetic self was created due to a broken heart, a wound from the past, that left him unprepared to love again. 

To conclude we can say that the “cold” mentioned in the beginning of the song is not a reference to temperature but a metaphor for his inner self, he is “cold” inside, proving once again that he is not ready to love.

This song is for all the people, that somehow find it difficult to connect with someone after getting their heartbroken. Bear with me, with time the ice melts and the cold disappears. 

Take care, 

Marta  

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Dear marvellous readers, 

Welcome back, I hope you enjoyed the previous post, and I wonder if any of you submitted a letter. I hope so. 

Today I am going to speak about something a little different, I am not going to talk about poetry or about books. Today, I decided to talk about another form of literature that we know very well, which is lyrics of songs. Music, a word that we are all familiar with, and that triggers various emotions within each one of us. Different people have different perceptions of music, different favourite music genres, and different meanings to each lyrics. And that, my marvellous readers,  is the beauty of music, it allows you to explore your own world, within your own tastes, with an almost infinite variation of possibilities.

In my life music, plays a very important part, since I spend most of my time listening to music. I hear it when I wake up, whilst I am getting ready for school, in the way to school, in recess, while I study, while I’m in the gym, and sometimes I even hear it in order to fell asleep.. I’m a music addict, I can’t imagine my life without it. My favourite musical genre is indie-folk, and rock ( I must confess I also love  Disney songs, no matter what is their genre). I love the music played in the 80s and in the 90s, and if I could I would give all my money just to see a live concert of Queen. 

Despite loving the old songs and the old bands, I also love modern artists, and that takes us to one of my current favourite artists, Daughter. Daughter is an indie rock band from England that became famous after opening the show for  Ben Howard. And they have numerous beautiful songs, however my favourite must be Youth. In this song the writer, considers that people who are emotionally in pain, meaning the heartbroken people,  to be lucky since they are still able to feel emotion, despite being something sad (“ And if you're still bleeding, you're the lucky ones/'Cause most of our feelings, they are dead and they are gone”). The writer also sees himself as being an empty vessel ( “Our mind are troubled by the emptiness”),  expressing his wish to be able to feel ( “We're setting fire to our insides for fun”)

Lyrics: Shadows settle on the place that you left Our minds are troubled by the emptiness Destroy the middle it's a waste of time From the perfect start to the finish line

And if you're still breathing, you're the lucky ones 'Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs Setting fire to our insides for fun Collecting names of the lovers that went wrong The lovers that went wrong

We are the reckless We are the wild youth Chasing visions of our futures One day we'll reveal the truth That one will die before he gets there

And if you're still bleeding, you're the lucky ones 'Cause most of our feelings, they are dead and they are gone We're setting fire to our insides for fun Collecting pictures from the flood that wrecked our home It was a flood that wrecked this

And you caused it And you caused it And you caused it

Well, I've lost it all, I'm just a silhouette A lifeless face that you'll soon forget My eyes are damp from the words you left Ringing in my head when you broke my chest Ringing in my head when you broke my chest

And if you're in love, then you are the lucky one 'Cause most of us are bitter over someone. Setting fire to our insides for fun To distract our hearts from ever missing them. But I'm forever missing him

And you caused it And you caused it And you caused it    

You know that in the end of every post I like to give you something to spark your curiosity, so this time I am going to give you a list of really good artists not only of indie-folk but of all the genres, that I personally like:

-Of Monster and Men -Keaton Henson -Tom Rosenthal -Halsey -Troye Sivan -The Lumineers   -Gabrielle Aplin -Supertramp -Hozier -Alessia Cara -Vaya con Dios -The smiths -David Bowie  

Marta.

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Dear marvelous readers,

Today, I bring you something different, something fresh, and something challenging.

One of my favourite youtubers, Will Darbyshire, decided to write a book, due to the importance that these objects have in our lives. However, this is not an ordinary book, this book, called a Modern Love, is written by the readers.

By now you must be thinking that I’ve lost my mind because what I said didn’t make sense, but allow me to explain. The book consists in letters, that his viewers and anyone who wants to participate, submit. This letters maybe anonymous or not, the most important thing is that they follow a particular question that changes throughout time.

If you want to know more about this project, you can check out his video where he explains everything there is to explain about the book. I deeply advise you to check him out, because is channel has amazing content with wonderful videos to see if you are feeling stressed.  

Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PIaRg3QdkLk

The current question is: “What would you say to a crush?

Write a letter to them to express it. “  

Here is the link to the video with the question:   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QPw1WFvzuVc

 Now I’m going to share with you the letter, that I submitted. I hope you enjoy it, and  that by my submission you feel interested and excited to participate, and submit yourself.

Letter to a crush

Hi, Hello, how are you? I don’t really know what to say, because I feel like I know you but at the same time I’m not even able to answer a simple question about you. What´s your favourite colour, what’s your favourite drink, which football team do you fancy, what’s your biggest, strangest, craziest dream? I don’t know, I know nothing about you, and the strangest thing is that I don’t know if you know anything about me. I mean we see each other in school, we walk the same hallways, we play the same sports, we go to the same movies, and our eyes meet across rooms full of people, but then again I know nothing.

I don’t know if you feel the same, or even if you think the same, all I know is that when our eyes meet things go blur, sounds turn to static, people disappear and a Daughter song starts playing. All of this makes me feel like I’m in my happy place. Then again we grow apart, the intensive eye contact seems to never be enough to start a conversation. Words pill up in my mouth and almost suffocate me, I have so many things to say, so many stories to share, so many questions to ask, but then again, nothing comes out. I form this eloquent sentences with jokes and deep meanings, that go to waste due to the fact that my mind becomes a mess, a river of words, and I paralyse and look at you like I have someone holding me back, covering my mouth. That happens a lot you know, I see you walking and I take notice of all the little things about you, the way you smile, the way you make everyone instantly happy, the way act around everyone, and the way that you act around me, and the way you smile when you see me looking at you like if you were taking notice of all the same things about me. With all that said, you may be thinking that I am being crazy because we hardly speak, but you must know that just by looking at you and by earing and “participating” in groups conversations I became somehow “in love “with you. And I get more and more addicted, I look more and more, I search for all the details that may reveal some important information about you. You became my favourite addiction, the person I think when I listen to music, when it’s 2.00 am in the morning and I can’t sleep.

We spoke so little, but at the same time so much. Every day you make me feel something I haven’t feel for a long time. You make me feel happy and beautiful, and excited, and somehow you make me want to wake up the next day, because I will be with you, even if we speak so little, or even don’t speak at all. And you make me feel that so effortless. That’s one of the main reasons I decided to write you this letter, because I want to prove you that I’m indeed good with words, and that I’m indeed able to speak and to share what can be call “feelings”. You make me feel so alive, when I thought that I was already dying inside, and for that I am so thankful. Thanks for being my crush, I’m very happy with that, but I want you to be more than that, I want you to be my friend, my lover, my rock. I want you to be mine, and I yours. But above all, I want you to give me chance to make you feel all that you make me feel.

Take care,

Marta.  

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