ponedeljek, 02. november 2009

People, do read Toon Tellegen!

5 komentarjev:

  1. and after Toon we read some more, by t.s.eliot:

    Let us go then, you and I,
    When the evening is spread out against the sky
    Like a patient etherised upon a table;
    Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
    The muttering retreats
    Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
    And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
    Streets that follow like a tedious argument
    Of insidious intent
    To lead you to an overwhelming question...
    Oh, do not ask, "What is it?"
    Let us go and make our visit.

    In the room the women come and go
    Talking of Michelangelo.

    The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes,
    The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes
    Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening,
    Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains,
    Let fall upon its back the soot that falls from chimneys,
    Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap,
    And seeing that it was a soft October night,
    Curled once about the house, and fell asleep.

    I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
    Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
    When the wind blows the water white and black.

    We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
    By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
    Till human voices wake us, and we drown.

  2. in če se vam že bere, preljuba Meta, potem samo za Vas še ena nočna via Kocbek:

    Števila so soda in lihe skrivnosti
    vse bolj sem brez diha in poln vseh norosti
    Himalaja uhaja iz Kolumbove mape
    Izgubljenega raja šumijo sape, šumijo sape

    V temini se pripravlja čas za strašno noč
    Rima se ustavlja kliče na pomoč
    Svet zveni kot tuma
    odbila je polnoč
    opustoši, opustoši me,
    opustoši za zadnjo noč.

  3. Kako visoko lahko skočiš kobilica?

  4. i'm impressed!
    what if i dedicate this space here in metamundus for some poetry. Or I post illustrations, and o you write?!