Pier Paolo Pasolini, Arthur van Schendel, Koos van Zomeren, Jurre van den Berg, Nelly Arcan, Danny King, Jean Orizet

De Italiaanse filmregisseur, dichter en schrijver Pier Paolo Pasolini werd geboren in Bologna op 5 maart 1922. Zie ook alle tags voor Pier Paolo Pasolini op dit blog.

Uit: Seven Poems for Ninetto

3/
That Freud that you enjoy reading doesn’t
clarify what I desire. You came here,
and I repeat –Nothing binds you to me.
Yet you decide to stay.
 
The man who prays and does not feel shame, who desires 
his mother’s nest for comfort, will lead a false life.
A desolate life. You will deny this.
But remember his cry is not for you.
It is for his own ass.
You came to teach me things I had not known before
but the angel appears and you are silent again.
He is soon gone. And still you are anxious.

Pleasure suspends my anguish.
But I know afterwards regret will shatter our fragile peace.

4/
There existed in this world a thing without price.
It was unique.   Few were aware of it.
No code of the Church could classify it.
I confronted it midway on life’s journey
with no guide to lead me through this hell.
In the end there was no sense in it
tho it consumed the whole of my reality.
You wanted to destroy any good that came from it,
slowly, slowly, with your delicate hands.
You were not devoted and yet I cannot understand                                                                       
why there was so much fury in your soul
against a love that was so chaste.

 

 
Pier Paolo Pasolini (5 maart 1922 – 2 november 1975
Ninetto Davoli, Franco Citti en Pier Paolo Pasolini

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Leslie Marmon Silko, Frank Norris, Fritz Usinger, Friedrich Schnack, Ennio Flaiano, Moritz Carrière, Karl August Timotheus Kahlert

De Indiaans-Amerikaanse schrijfster Leslie Marmon Silko werd geboren op 5 maart 1948 in Albuquerque, New Mexico. Zie ook alle tags voor Leslie Marmon Silko op dit blog.

 

Love Poem

Rain smell comes with the wind
out of the southwest.
Smell of sand dunes
tall grass glistening
in the rain.
Warm raindrops that fall easy
(this woman)
The summer is born.
Smell of her breathing new life
small gray toads on
damp sand.
(this woman)
whispering to dark wide leaves
white moon blossoms dripping
tracks in the
sand.
Rain smell
I am full of hunger
deep and longing to touch
wet tall grass, green and strong beneath.
This woman loved a man
and she breathed to him
her damp earth song.
I was haunted by this story
I remember it in cottonwood leaves
their fragrance in
the shade.
I remember it in the wide blue sky
when the rain smell comes with the wind.

 

 
Leslie Marmon Silko (Albuquerque, 5 maart 1948)

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