#Erl-king

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Angela Carter, from The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories; “The Erl-King,”

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Erlkönig (short film with music / court-métrage avec de la musique)

🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿 Erlkönig is a short film I created, based on Angela Carter's short story The Erl-King. I also made a music album with the music from the film as well as other pieces. I attached here the few pictures that serve as cover art for the album, the second also being the cover image of the short film.

🇫🇷 Erlkönig est un court-métrage que j'ai créé à partir de la nouvelle d'Angela Carter Le Roi des Aulnes. J'ai aussi fait un album de musique avec la musique de ce court-métrage ainsi que d'autres morceaux. J'ai attaché ici les quelques photos qui servent de couverture à l'album, la deuxième servant aussi d'image de couverture au court-métrage.

[neoboha]

Erlkönig by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Original:

Wer reitet so spät durch Nacht und Wind?

Es ist der Vater mit seinem Kind;

Er hat den Knaben wohl in dem Arm,

Er faßt ihn sicher, er hält ihn warm.

Mein Sohn, was birgst du so bang dein Gesicht?

Siehst, Vater, du den Erlkönig nicht?

Den Erlenkönig mit Kron' und Schweif?

Mein Sohn, es ist ein Nebelstreif.

"Du liebes Kind, komm, geh mit mir!

Gar schöne Spiele spiel' ich mit dir;

Manch' bunte Blumen sind an dem Strand,

Meine Mutter hat manch gülden Gewand."

Mein Vater, mein Vater, und hörest du nicht,

Was Erlenkönig mir leise verspricht?

Sei ruhig, bleibe ruhig, mein Kind;

In dürren Blättern säuselt der Wind.

"Willst, feiner Knabe, du mit mir gehn?

Meine Töchter sollen dich warten schön;

Meine Töchter führen den nächtlichen Reihn,

Und wiegen und tanzen und singen dich ein."

Mein Vater, mein Vater, und siehst du nicht dort

Erlkönigs Töchter am düstern Ort?

Mein Sohn, mein Sohn, ich seh' es genau:

Es scheinen die alten Weiden so grau.

"Ich liebe dich, mich reizt deine schöne Gestalt;

Und bist du nicht willig, so brauch' ich Gewalt."

Mein Vater, mein Vater, jetzt faßt er mich an!

Erlkönig hat mir ein Leids getan!

Dem Vater grauset's; er reitet geschwind,

Er hält in den Armen das ächzende Kind,

Erreicht den Hof mit Mühe und Not;

In seinen Armen, das Kind war tot.

Translation:

Who rides, so late, through night and wind?

It is the father with his child.

He has the boy well in his arm,

He holds him safely, he keeps him warm.

My son, why do you hide your face in fear?

Father, do you not see the Erl-King?

The Erl-King with crown and cape?

My son, it is a streak of fog.

"You dear child, come, go with me!

(Very) beautiful games, I play with you;

Many colourful flowers are on the beach,

My mother has many a golden robe."

My father, my father, and do you not hear

What the Erl-King quietly promises me?

Be calm, stay calm, my child;

Through dry leaves, the wind is sighing.

"Do you, fine boy, want to go with me?

My daughters shall wait on you finely;

My daughters lead the nightly dance,

And rock and dance and sing to bring you in."

My father, my father, and don't you see there

The Erl-King's daughters in the gloomy place?

My son, my son, I see it clearly:

There shimmer the old willows so grey.

"I love you, your beautiful form excites me;

And if you're not willing, then I will use force."

My father, my father, he's touching me now!

The Erl-King has done me harm!

It horrifies the father; he swiftly rides on,

He holds the moaning child in his arms,

Reaches the farm with great difficulty;

In his arms, the child was dead.

[words-and-coffee]

There are some eyes that can eat you.

Angela Carter, The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories: The Erl-King

[derangedrhythms]

His touch both consoles and devastates me […]

Angela Carter, The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories; from ‘The Erl-King’

[wehavewords]

“His touch both consoles and devastates me; I go back and back to him to have his fingers strip the tattered skin away and clothe me in his dress of water, this garment that drenches me, its slithering odour, its capacity for drowning.”

Angela Carter, The Erl-King

[doinggreat]

ERLING HAALAND 2023 Ballon D'or

[onepiecefashion]

Outfit for Brook

ERL Fall 2022

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The Erl-King

[rherlotshadow]

'His eyes are quite green, as if from too much looking at the wood.

There are some eyes can eat you.'

Angela Carter: 'The Erl King'

[coachtfd]

Every time I see Haaland score now I just think of the people who complain about how he “doesn’t do much else” beside score goals. As I’ve said before, Heaven forbid a striker does what they’re paid to do and frequently scores goals. You’re going to be hard-pressed to find a greater football purist than Guardiola these days and if he has no problem with the guy, maybe everyone else needs to relax a little. 😂🤦🏾‍♂️

[godzilla-reads]

Up next: “The Erl-King” by Angela Carter.

I have read this story before, but I can’t recall the details. I’ve been itching to read it again and what do you know, it’s in this fairy book!

🧚‍♀️ Fearsome Fairies edited by Elizabeth Dearnley

[aregebidan]

angela carter, the magic toyshop, chapter two // the erl-king, in the bloody chamber and other stories (ID in alt)

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JULIAN ALVAREZ & ERLING HAALAND - Bristol City vs Manchester City - February 28, 2023. (Photo by Manchester City)

[words-and-coffee]

He strips me to my last nakedness, that underskin of mauve, pearlized satin, like a skinned rabbit; then dresses me again in an embrace so lucid and encompassing it might be made of water. And shakes over me dead leaves as if into the stream I have become. Sometimes the birds, at random, all singing, strike a chord. His skin covers me entirely; we are like two halves of a seed, enclosed in the same integument. I should like to grow enormously small, so that you could swallow me, like those queens in fairy tales who conceive when they swallow a grain of corn or a sesame seed. Then I could lodge inside your body and you would bear me.

Angela Carter, The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories: The Erl-King

[derangedrhythms]

There are some eyes can eat you.

Angela Carter, The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories; from ‘The Erl-King’