Every morning when you wake up,
you drip away like a raindrop
from her eyes.
Every morning ...
You drive a bus in a small town,
and with big heritage on your shoulder,
fighting the lust for your own life,
loving your woman, making her proud
of her husband.
There is no route through living;
living takes place in all dimensions
of your life.
If there used to be doubt,
now there's anxiety kicking in,
slicing into your chest
and preaching out into the world
your own forgotten words.
Thus is the way of the bus driver.
Oh, Paterson,
thou art a heartless creature!
Yet your perseverance to convey
one question
into a song,
intrigues me.
And in the end, indeed, it all comes
down to this,
"Would you rather be a fish?"
urednik
Poslano:
31. 08. 2017 ob 22:37
Spremenjeno:
31. 08. 2017 ob 22:37
Vsebinska predloga je na voljo na DVD platformi. :)
(Paterson, 2016)
"There is no route through living;
living takes place in all dimensions
of your life."
Naisu.
urednik
Poslano:
01. 09. 2017 ob 10:01
Spremenjeno:
01. 09. 2017 ob 11:48
That's what (s)he said. =)
Komentiranje je zaprto!
Napisal/a: Luka Benedičič - Mladi Pesnik (urednik)
Uredniško pregledano.
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