ЧАРЛЬЗ БУКОВСКИ
ЛИСАМ
Не надо меня жалеть.
я состоявшееся,
довольное всем человеческое существо.
жалейте других
кто с жалобами
мельтешит
кто устраивает
вечные перестановки
в жизни
как перестанавливают мебель.
кто жонглирует партнёрами
и
поведением
они вечно
пребывают
в смятении
и это может
касаться
всех
с кем бы они
ни имели дела.
остерегайтесь таких:
одно из их
ключевых слов
"любовь".
а ещё остерегайтесь тех кто
слушается только
заповедей своего
Бога
ибо они
совсем неспособны жить
собственной жизнью.
не жалейте меня за то
что я одинок
ибо даже
в самые ужасные дни
юмор
мой
компаньон.
я пятящийся
кобель
я разбитое
банджо
я телефонный провод
протянутый через
Толедо(Огайо)
я человек
что ест
этим вечером
ужин свой
в месяце
сентябре.
отодвиньте
в сторонку
своё сочувствие
говорят
воды держали
Христа:
чтобы тот
шёл
по ним
пусть уж лучше
и вам
хотя бы так
повезёт.
30.09.16
For The Foxes - Poem by Charles Bukowski
Don't feel sorry for me.
I am a competent,
satisfied human being.
be sorry for the others
who
fidget
complain
who
constantly
rearrange their
lives
like
furniture.
juggling mates
and
attitudes
their
confusion is
constant
and it will
touch
whoever they
deal with.
beware of them:
one of their
key words is
'love.'
and beware those who
only take
instructions from their
God
for they have
failed completely to live their own
lives.
don't feel sorry for me
because I am alone
for even
at the most terrible
moments
humor
is my
companion.
I am a dog walking
backwards
I am a broken
banjo
I am a telephone wire
strung up in
Toledo, Ohio
I am a man
eating a meal
this night
in the month of
September.
put your sympathy
aside.
they say
water held up
Christ:
to come
through
you better be
nearly as
lucky.
Из Чарльза Буковски - Лисам
© Copyright: Юрий Иванов 11, 2016
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И портрет общества, и портрет поэта, который отличается от этого общества! Стих чудесный просто!
"говорят воды держали
Христа:
чтобы тот
шёл
по ним
пусть уж лучше
и вам
хотя бы так
повезёт."
Хэнку не нужна была такая удача, он родился с ней и ходил по воде - и никакого смятения - все эти прикладные вещи - просто хлам - а люди не понимают, ну что с них взять...
Нашёл стишок у него с интересным названием, как будет вам удобно, Юрий, переведите пожалуйста! Спасибо! С признательностью и уважением! Д.
Platonic
by Charles Bukowski
She wanted a platonic afternoon and I said, all right
But what can we do?
and she said, I like to talk.
so I took her to the racetrack and we
talked.
she had on an Indian headband
and she talked about literature
and I talked about horses.
she was going to teach poetry back
east.
after the races she mentioned that she
liked this Spanish place, the food was
really good, and since I had won 65$ at
the track I thought we might as well.
the decor was Spanish
the food was Mexican and
the man at the piano sang American songs
in English,
loudly.
we ordered drinks and dinner
and she talked at high pitch
with volume
so that I could hear her over
the singer and the piano.
she screamed: I am really looking
forward to teaching! I’ve wanted to
do something like that ever since the
children grew up!
I screamed: ah ha!
I was getting a headache.
she screamed: do you think poetry
can be taught?
I screamed: no!
she screamed: I think I can do it!
I screamed: care for another drink?
back at my place I brought out some vodka
and 7.
someday, she screamed, I am going to
isolate myself! I’m going to be alone
and really get some writing done!
she was still screaming even though
the man at the piano was far away.
as she made various proclamations
she whirled about, a semi-dance
with much arm-waving. at times she
laughed frantically and slapped
my legs and pinched them.
the gods will not deny me!
she screamed.
I’ll walk you to your car, I
told her, this neighborhood is
full of rapists.
oh, thank you, she said.
after she got in the car
and started the engine
she leaned out the window
kissed me on the cheek.
and drove off.
well, like they said:
sex wasn’t everything.
there was the soul too.
I walked back into my place
and started looking for
mine.
Денис Созинов 21.09.2018 00:10 • Заявить о нарушении
"говорят воды держали
Христа:
чтобы тот
шёл
по ним
пусть уж лучше
и вам
хотя бы так
повезёт."
Хэнку не нужна была такая удача, он родился с ней и ходил по воде - и никакого смятения - все эти прикладные вещи - просто хлам - а люди не понимают, ну что с них взять...
Нашёл стишок у него с интересным названием, как будет вам удобно, Юрий, переведите пожалуйста! Спасибо! С признательностью и уважением! Д.
Platonic
by Charles Bukowski
She wanted a platonic afternoon and I said, all right
But what can we do?
and she said, I like to talk.
so I took her to the racetrack and we
talked.
she had on an Indian headband
and she talked about literature
and I talked about horses.
she was going to teach poetry back
east.
after the races she mentioned that she
liked this Spanish place, the food was
really good, and since I had won 65$ at
the track I thought we might as well.
the decor was Spanish
the food was Mexican and
the man at the piano sang American songs
in English,
loudly.
we ordered drinks and dinner
and she talked at high pitch
with volume
so that I could hear her over
the singer and the piano.
she screamed: I am really looking
forward to teaching! I’ve wanted to
do something like that ever since the
children grew up!
I screamed: ah ha!
I was getting a headache.
she screamed: do you think poetry
can be taught?
I screamed: no!
she screamed: I think I can do it!
I screamed: care for another drink?
back at my place I brought out some vodka
and 7.
someday, she screamed, I am going to
isolate myself! I’m going to be alone
and really get some writing done!
she was still screaming even though
the man at the piano was far away.
as she made various proclamations
she whirled about, a semi-dance
with much arm-waving. at times she
laughed frantically and slapped
my legs and pinched them.
the gods will not deny me!
she screamed.
I’ll walk you to your car, I
told her, this neighborhood is
full of rapists.
oh, thank you, she said.
after she got in the car
and started the engine
she leaned out the window
kissed me on the cheek.
and drove off.
well, like they said:
sex wasn’t everything.
there was the soul too.
I walked back into my place
and started looking for
mine.
Денис Созинов 21.09.2018 00:10 • Заявить о нарушении
Спасибо, Денис!Я сейчас у друга на море - скоро вернусь домой и всё сделаю!С уважением, Юра.
Юрий Иванов 11 21.09.2018 10:37 Заявить о нарушении
Юрий Иванов 11 21.09.2018 10:37 Заявить о нарушении
Не торопитесь, Юрий! Как будет вам удобно по времени! Спасибо!
Денис Созинов 21.09.2018 17:41 Заявить о нарушении
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