Zbornik Mednarodnega literarnega srečanja Vilenica 2003 - Ljudmila
Zbornik Mednarodnega literarnega srečanja Vilenica 2003 - Ljudmila
Zbornik Mednarodnega literarnega srečanja Vilenica 2003 - Ljudmila
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Umetnik<br />
Takšna je bila podoba -<br />
v boleèino podaljšana<br />
oblika moškega telesa, v zapušèenost<br />
povešena glava: razpelo;<br />
zdaj jo vidim<br />
kot dokonèno ekstazo,<br />
osredišèena zbranost, zadnje besede<br />
izgovorjene, in èrne<br />
glave žebljev se bijejo<br />
s pljuski krvi<br />
kot slikarjeve barve: avtoportret<br />
z bridkostjo in temneèim nebom;<br />
nekako podobno Hopkinsu,<br />
našemu vnetemu, depresivnemu uèenjaku,<br />
ki je glodal zglobe besed<br />
za hrano - zakaj Bog<br />
mu je izžgal kosti s toènostjo,<br />
da je na ves glas klical<br />
ujet v trnjevo<br />
podrast jezika.<br />
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Artist<br />
This was the given image -<br />
a moulded man-body<br />
elongated into pain, the head<br />
sunk in abandonment: the cross;<br />
I see it now<br />
as the ultimate in ecstasy,<br />
attention focused, the final words<br />
rehearsed, there are black<br />
nail-heads and contrasting<br />
plashes of blood<br />
like painter's oils: self-portrait<br />
with grief and darkening sky;<br />
something like Hopkins,<br />
our intent, depressive scholar<br />
who gnawed on the knuckle-bones of words<br />
for sustenance - because God<br />
scorched his bones with nearness<br />
so that he cried with a loud voice<br />
out of the entangling, thorny<br />
underbrush of language.<br />
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