Из Чарльза Буковски - Конец

Отрывок из стиха, который вы не давно перевели, Юрий! Действительно, наверное, мы уже не расцветём больше, потому что предали солнце, свое внутреннее солнце, и понесем за это ответ, ибо у любых действий имеются последствия! Нашёл на этой неделе несколько коротких стихов, как будет вам удобно, Юрий, переведите пожалуйста! Спасибо! С уважением! Д.

THE GREAT WRITER

I thought had developed a splendid
misanthropy
and had gone into utter
isolation from humanity
in the latter part of his life.
I found out
in some reading tonight
that his hands shook so
badly
that he simply didn’t want to be
seen in
public.

another hero
gone.
_________________

***

now
something so sad
has hold of us
that
the breath
leaves
and we can’t even
cry.
________________________

***

the dogs of hell, my friend, will find
you too
maybe after they tire a while
of the taste of me.
_______________________

THE WINNER

agony is the surest weather
and how it
wears…

agony is there
exactly so.

it is the surest bet
in the
universe.

you don’t think
so?

wait and see
what
happens.
___________________

HITLER’S MAMA

I have this on my lap I have these
pisses on my mind I am everywhere fluked
plasma baby kiss my behind the Navy is
dead Hitler’s mother was more beautiful
than any pineapple in the supermarket.
______________________

***

I
think that the
world should be full of cats and full of
rain, that’s all, just
cats and
rain, rain and cats, very nice, good
night.

Денис Созинов   07.12.2018 07:51   •   Заявить о нарушении