vrijdag 6 maart 2009

coup'eros

De dag gaat dood onder je vinger.
Plastiek nu zoals zoveel, of vodden.
Vreemd hoe je afdruk op de avond

zich verplaatst naar je sigaar, monddicht
en hoe je mond bij de rest van je gezicht
en hoe dat ooit zo dicht bij mij.

Ik sluit de ogen eigenhandig,
de mahonie-zetting van een geheugen.
Tijden schuiven in en uit elkaar en mensen.

Poème des Poèmes, ch. 3 - Noces
1. Sur ma couche, dans les nuits, j’ai cherché celui qu’aime mon être.
Je l’ai cherché, mais ne l’ai pas trouvé.
2. Je me lèverai donc, je tournerai dans la ville,
dans les marchés, sur les places.
Je chercherai celui qu’aime mon être. Je l’ai cherché mais ne l’ai pas trouvé.
3. Les gardes qui tournaient dans la ville m’ont trouvée.
« Celui qu’aime mon être, l’avez-vous vu ? »
4. De peu les avais-je dépassés que je trouvai celui qu’aime mon être.
Je l’ai saisi et ne le lâcherai pas

(vert. Chouraqui)


donderdag 5 maart 2009

light but not light

on the edge of a knife



I. Paradise

Boy:
I remember every little thing/ As if it happened only yesterday/ Parking by the lake/ And there was not another car in sight/ And I never had a girl/ Looking any better than you did/And all the kids at school/ They were wishing they were me that night/ And now our bodies are oh so close and tight/ It never felt so good, it never felt so right/And we're glowing like the metal on the edge of a knife/ C'mon! Hold on tight!/ C'mon! Hold on tight!/ Though it's cold and lonely in the deep dark night/ I can see paradise by the dashboard light

Girl:
Ain't no doubt about it/ We were doubly blessed/ Cause we were barely seventeen/ And we were barely dressed/ Ain't no doubt about it/ Baby got to go and shout it/ Ain't no doubt about it/ We were doubly blessed

Boy:
Cause we were barely seventeen/ And we were barely dressed/ Baby doncha hear my heart/You got it drowning out the radio/ I've been waiting so long/ For you to come along and have some fun/ And I gotta let ya know/ No you're never gonna regret it/ So open up your eyes I got a big surprise/ It'll feel all right/Well I wanna make your motor run/ And now our bodies are oh so close and tight/ It never felt so good, it never felt so right/And we're glowing like the metal on the edge of a knife/ C'mon! Hold on tight!/ C'mon! Hold on tight!/ Though it's cold and lonley in the deep dark night/ I can see paradise by the dashboard light/ Paradise by the dashboard light/ You got to do what you can/ And let Mother Nature do the rest/ Ain't no doubt about it/ We were doubly blessed/ Cause we were barely seventeen/ And we were barely--/ We're gonna go all the way tonight/ We're gonna go allt he way/An tonight's the night...

Radio Broadcast:
Ok, here we go, we got a real pressure cooker/ going here, two down, nobody on, no score,/ bottom of the ninth, there's the wind-up and/ there it is, a line shot up the middle, look/ at him go. This boy can really fly!/ He's rounding first and really turning it on/ now, he's not letting up at all, he's gonna/ try for second; the ball is bobbled out in center,/ and here comes the throw, and what a throw!/ He's gonna slide in head first, here he comes, he's out!/ No, wait, safe--safe at second base, this kid really/ makes things happen out there./ Batter steps up to the plate, here's the pitch--/ he's going, and what a jump he's got, he's trying/ for third, here's the throw, it's in the dirt--/ safe at third! Holy cow, stolen base!/ He's taking a pretty big lead out there, almost/ daring him to try and pick him off. The pitcher/ glance over, winds up, and it's bunted, bunted/ down the third base line, the suicide squeeze in on!/ Here he comes, squeeze play, it's gonna be close,/ here's the throw, there's the play at the plate,/ holy cow, I think he's gonna make it!

II. Let Me Sleep On It

Girl:
Stop right there!/ I gotta know right now!/ Before we go any further--!/ Do you love me?/ Will you love me forever?/ Do you need me?/ Will you never leave me?/Will you make me so happy for the rest of my life?/ Will you take me away and will you make me your wife?/ Do you love me!?/ Will you love me forever!?/ Do you need me!?/ Will you never leave me!?/ Will you make me so happy for the rest of my life!?/ Will you take me away and will you make me your wife!?/ I gotta know right now/ Before we go any further/ Do you love me!!!?/ Will you love me forever!!!?

Boy:
Let me sleep on it/ Baby, baby let me sleep on it/ Let me sleep on it/ And I'll give you my answer in the morning/ Let me sleep on it/ Baby, baby let me sleep on it/ Let me sleep on it/ And I'll give you my answer in the morning/ Let me sleep on it/ Baby, baby let me sleep on it/ Let me sleep on it/ And I'll give you my answer in the morning

Girl:
I gotta know right now!/ Do you love me?/ Will you love me forever?/ Do you need me?/ Will you never leave me?/ Will you make me so happy for the rest of my life?/ Will you take me away and will you make me your wife?/ I gotta know right now!/ Before we go any further/ Do you love me?/ And will you love me forever?

Boy:
Let me sleep on it/ Baby, baby let me sleep on it/ Let me sleep on it/ And I'll give you my answer in the morning/ Let me sleep on it!!!

Girl:
Will you love me forever?

Boy:
Let me sleep on it!!!

Girl:
Will you love me forever!!!

III. Praying for the End of Time

Boy:
I couldn't take it any longer/ Lord I was crazed/ And when the feeling came upon me/ Like a tidal wave/ I started swearing to my god and on my mother's grave/ That I would love you to the end of time/ I swore that I would love you to the end of time!

So now I'm praying for the end of time/ To hurry up and arrive/ Cause if I gotta spend another minute with you/ I don't think that I can really survive/ I'll never break my promise or forget my vow/ But God only knows what I can do right now/ I'm praying for the end of time/ It's all that I can do/ Praying for the end of time, so I can end my time with you!!!

Boy:
It was long ago and it was far away/ and it was so much better than it is today

Girl:
It never felt so good/ It never felt so right/ And we were glowing like/ A metal on the edge of a knife

Wel.
Naast de kwestie. Maar wat een heerlijk nummer om op te dansen.
Met twee.

woensdag 4 maart 2009

El desdichado


Je suis le ténébreux,- la Veuf, - l'inconsolé,
Le Prince d'Aquitaine à la tour abolie:
Ma seule Étoile est morte,- et mon luth constellé
Porte le soleil noir de la Mélancolie.

Dans la nuit du Tombeau, Toi qui m'as consolé,
Rends-moi le Pausilippe et la mer d'Italie,
La fleur qui plaisait tant à mon coeur désolé,
Et la treille où le Pampre à la rose s'allie.

Suis-je Amour ou Phoebus...? Lusignan ou Biron?
Mon front est rouge encor du baiser de la Reine;
J'ai rêvé dans la grotte où nage la Sirène...

Et j'ai deux fois vainqueur traversé l'Achéron:
Modulant tour à tour sur la lyre d'Orphée
Les soupirs de la Sainte et les cris de la Fée.

Gérard de Nerval


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maandag 2 maart 2009

nacht


Alles is er nog behalve mensen.
De stoelen staan gerookt, bedronken is de tuin in je handen, je gezicht, en adem baart het stokken van woorden, het splijten van de lucht bij een plof. Hoe ver gedragen de trilling van de wolken als een postduif voor wat ik zeg?

Waar kijk je naar, vraagt een zucht, en volgt mijn ogen tot tegen de wortel van de berg. Dennen zingen karig.
Ik hurk in ouderbodem en vang een handvol nachtklokjes.
Het is zacht, de hond roept bij de zuiderburen.


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