Moje pesme,moji snovi: Ja sam velik i debeo.

Sunday, October 02, 2005

Ja sam velik i debeo.

Na svaki kilogram sala,
kilogram tuge.

Bio sam mucavac,
al otkad naučih da lažem,
reči teku kao potok.
Samo je lice ostalo teško
k'o oni slogovi što se mucajući
ne daju izreći.

Ponekad mi još oči bacaju iskre
kao sačmu iz dubokih topova
daleko u meni. Stara bitka.

Od drugih zahtevam da ne zaborave.
Od sebe, isključivo da zaboravim.

Na kraju, zaboravljen.

* Jehuda Amihaj

4 comments:

hawkeye said...: Moćno!!!; 2:33 PM
Stashenjka said...: Hehe, i mene je ona odusevila kad sam je prvi put procitala ;); 5:11 AM
hawkeye said...: imam jednu jedinu njegovu zbirku koja je vec godinama u fazi raspada tako da vecito moram da slazem stranice, lik je genije :); 2:49 AM
Stashenjka said...: Heh,i ja sam ukrala jednu takvu iz skolske biblioteke...al u zaveri sa bibliotekarkom :) obozavam sve njegove pesme,steta sto je tako malo prevedeno :( ostale imam na engleskom :); 8:34 PM

Moje pesme, moji snovi

Ok, well this was my thought: 50,000 years ago, there are not even a million people on the planet. 10,000 years ago, there's, like, two million people on the planet. Now there's between five and six billion people on the planet, right? Now, if we all have our own, like, individual, unique soul, right, where do they all come from? You know, are modern souls only a fraction of the original souls? 'Cause if they are, that represents a 5,000 to 1 split of each soul in the last 50,000 years, which is, like, a blip in the Earth's time. You know, so at best we're like these tiny fractions of people, you know, walking... I mean, is that why we're so scattered? You know, is that why we're all so specialized?