The SAD and the Happy

Poet George Bacovia
Poet George Bacovia

Neurosis

by George Bacovia

My loved one plays the piano while
Outside the snow falls ruinously, -
The town's in darkness, as though
It was snowing in a cemetery.

My loved one plays a funeral march,
And I'm perplexed and wonder: why
Should she be playing a funeral march ...
And it snows as in a cemetery.

She cries, she's fallen on the keys,
And groans, as fevered, heavily ...
The piano dies in a discord
And it snows as in a cemetery.

And I tremble, and I spread her hair
Over her shoulders; I too cry ...
Outside the town remains deserted,
And it snows as in a cemetery.


English translation from http://www.aboutromania.com/bacovia.html

winter solstice flickr
winter solstice flickr
telegraph.co.uk
telegraph.co.uk
arctic in winter
arctic in winter

what is SAD

George Bacovia(1881 - 1957), the Romanian poet who wrote the above lines, must have suffered of Seasonal Affective Disorder, condition which affects 12 percent of Europeans and some 35 millions people in United States. Much more may be in Canada, but for this country I couldn't find a statistic.

Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD) or winter blue is a illness that it is caused, among others, by the absence of bright light. It is said that it starts in the early autumn and lasts until late spring, usually may. The symptoms are:

Daytime sleepiness

Decreased energy and concentration

Craving sweets (I can't get enough of them)

Decreased interest in work or other activities

Increased appetite with weight gain

Increased sleep and excessive sleepiness

Lack of energy

Social withdrawal

Depression that starts in fall or winter.

The Arctic Circle
The Arctic Circle

The experts say that absence of light or dim light trigger the pineal gland to produce melatonin, a substance that makes us sleepy. In normal circumstances pineal gland releases melatonin at night and stops with the sunrise. Another substance that have been link to the light is serotonin which is a neurotransmitter to the brain. The lower the serotonin level is, the worse the SAD symptoms are.

The good news for the northern hemisphere inhabitants is that the winter blue season is half way gone. On December 21st is winter solstice. That means that people living in northern regions experience the shortest day while people living in southern lands have an increase in day light. Places above the 66 degrees (where is the little symbol for degrees on the keyboard?), 33', 39" north, also called the Arctic Circle, will be in complete darkness while places bellow 66 degrees, 33', 39" south, also called the Antarctic Circle, will have 24 hour of daylight.

The hemisphere situated north of Equator makes up 90 percent of Earth's population and most of its land. Some 700.000 people (my estimates) live above the Arctic Circle.

Countries that have territories above 66 degrees latitude are: United States (Alaska)

Canada

Denmark (Greenland)

Finland

Norway

Sweden

Russia

winter solstice

For all the people living in northern hemisphere, the winter solstice means that the day time will start to increase. Every day the sun will set few minutes later, until the summer solstice which will occur in June 21st, 2011, when the process reverses. For people living south of Equator, the day light will decrease till the summer solstice. Waiting for the sun to make its way up on the sky, people have invented winter carnivals, festivals and other form of gathering, as a therapy against SAD. Some other treatments are exercise or light exposure. But for people like George Bacovia, the Romanian poet, there is no other way out of winter blue than writing. Here is one of his winter poems:

Slowly


Lonely, lonely, lonely,
In a distant suite—
Innkeeper’s asleep,
Empty are the streets,
Lonely, lonely, lonely…

Raining, raining, raining,
Time to get real drunk—
And listen to the void,
--Melancholy funk,
Raining, raining, raining…

No one, no one, no one,
And I don’t give a damn—
For a long time, no one
Has known where I am
No one, no one, no one…

I tremble, tremble, tremble…
Irony—my fate
I leave up to you—
And the night is late,
I tremble, tremble, tremble…

Always, always, always,
Wandering, it seems
Won’t do anymore—
Frost over my dreams,
Always, always, always…

Lonely, lonely, lonely,
Time to get real drunk—
Hark the falling rain,
Melancholy funk! Lonely, lonely, lonely… (courtesy of http://www.fantasypieces.net/translation/2009/10/george-bacovia-rar-slowly.html)

Slow, Nicu Alifantis

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Comments 14 comments

ralwus 6 years ago

Things were much tougher way back then, Now we can communicate easily and quickly and we have SUV's to get around in, but yes, gloomy winter days can be trying.


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cameciob 6 years ago Author

Ralwus, thanks for being my first visitor. You are right about this days. Thanks God for the Internet! I think this poet would have been a hubber had he lived now.


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James A Watkins 6 years ago from Chicago

A very fine Hub, dear. I enjoyed the poetry. The song is playing right now. You presented interesting information with clarity. And your photographs are stunning! Beautiful.


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cameciob 6 years ago Author

Thanks for visiting my hub, James. For a while I suspected I suffer from winter blue myself . As I researched my condition further and deeper (and found out was only stress from work :) I thought I may write a hub. I’m glad you like it.


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Teresa Laurente 6 years ago from San Antonio, Texas, U.S.A.

Very informative. Great hubs. Thank you. Cameciob, about pesticides, I think we should go organic. Take care.


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cameciob 6 years ago Author

Nice to see you Teresa. I appreciate you taking the time and reading my hub. Yes, organic would be far better.


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Teresa Laurente 6 years ago from San Antonio, Texas, U.S.A.

Hello there friend. Keep on. I enjoy your hubs. More power.


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cameciob 6 years ago Author

thanks Teresa. Happy New Year to you.


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Mr. Happy 6 years ago from Toronto, Canada

I for sure don't like the cold. I don't mind if winter lasted for the week of Christmas but it should end with the coming of the New Year. I 'hibernate' as much as possible ...


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cameciob 6 years ago Author

Mr. Happy, I would not mind to celebrate Christmas on a beach. There, in Toronto, must be even colder then Minnesota! And the winter even longer. Long time to hibernate. Thank you for stopping.


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Nell Rose 6 years ago from England

Hi, I know that it is summer know, but I am sure that I suffer with SAD in the winter, and I will be bookmarking this as I can never remember what chemicals are involved in the brain when I try to think about it! great info, cheers nell


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cameciob 6 years ago Author

Hi Nell, unfortunately now we are in our way to another cycle. Some things, like winter, are never late. (I wished it didn't exist). I hope your winter are lighter and shorter then mine and if you keep on writing hubs maybe the winter isn't going to look so gloomy.

Thanks for stopping.


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epigramman 5 years ago

...a very evocative hub and invaluble tribute to a fellow poet who words transcend beauty and mystery - well just like your hub - a very lovely presentation here with stunning images too!


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cameciob 5 years ago Author

Epigramman, I realy like the way you saw this poem: "beauty and mystery'. Thank you for you inspired words.

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