People Like Us
by Robert Bly
There are more like us. All over the world
There are confused people, who can't remember
The name of their dog when they wake up, and
people
Who love God but can't remember where
He was when they went to sleep. It's
All right. The world cleanses itself this way.
A wrong number occurs to you in the middle
Of the night, you dial it, it rings just in time
To save the house. And the second-story man
Gets the wrong address, where the insomniac lives,
And he's lonely , and they talk, and the thief
Goes back to college. Even in graduate school,
You can wander into the wrong classroom,
And hear great poems lovingly spoken
By the wrong professor. And you find your soul
And greatness has a defender, and even in death
you're safe
2 Comentarii
Fiindcă-mi place să mă joc cu traducerea google,nu numai cu sutienele călugăriţelor, am dat un copy-paste şi mi-a ieşit titlul ăsta:
RăspundețiȘtergereOameni ca Statele Unite :)
Altminteri, fără ajutoare de-astea, care îl,mă,te, ne traduc, am o lupă pe care o plimb de la dreapta la stânga. Partea cea mai delicată este să aflu ce amănunte nu-şi au locul în miezul poemelor, care sunt schiţate la repezeală şi care se repetă mai întotdeauna. Eu, spre exemplu caut ridicătura din sprânceană...
Îmi plac ochii lui Bly şi gura.
eu aş căuta coborâtura din sprânceană
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