Tom Waits y Bono leen a Bukowski
The Laughing Heart
your life is your life
don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.
be on the watch.
there are ways out.
there is a light somewhere.
it may not be much light but
it beats the darkness.
be on the watch.
the gods will offer you chances.
know them.
take them.
you can’t beat death but
you can beat death in life, sometimes.
and the more often you learn to do it,
the more light there will be.
your life is your life.
know it while you have it.
you are marvelous
the gods wait to delight
in you.
Roll the Dice
if you’re going to try, go all the way.
otherwise, don’t even start.
if you’re going to try, go all the
way. this could mean losing girlfriends,
wives, relatives, jobs
and maybe your mind.
go all the way.
it could mean not eating for 3 or 4 days.
it could mean freezing on a park bench.
it could mean jail, it could mean derision,
it could mean mockery,
isolation.
isolation is the gift,
all the others are a test of your
endurance, of how much you really want to do it.
and you’ll do it
despite rejection and the worst odds
and it will be better than anything else
you can imagine.
if you’re going to try,
go all the way.
there is no other feeling like that.
you will be alone with the gods
and the nights will flame with fire.
do it, do it, do it.
do it.
all the way
all the way.
you will ride life straight to
perfect laughter,
it’s the only good fight
there is.
me gusta mucho bukowski... hace mucho que no lo leía... gracias!!!!!!
Posted by
Midori |
11/4/07 09:26
Y luego está Isaac Brock el cantante de Modest moue diciendo:"Woke up this morning and it seemed to me, that every night turns out to be a little bit more like Bukowski. And yeah, I know he's a pretty good read. But God who'd wanna be? God who'd wanna be such an asshole? God who'd wanna be? God who'd wanna be such an asshole?" Puntos de vista creo yo.
Posted by
C. De La O |
11/4/07 18:05
Confesión
Esperando la muerte
Como un gato
Que va a saltar sobre
La cama
Me da tanta pena
Mi mujer
Ella verá este
Cuerpo
Blanco
Rígido
Lo zarandeará una vez y luego
Quizás
Otra:
Hank no
Responderá.
No es mi muerte lo que
Me preocupa, es mi mujer
Que se quedará con este
Montón de
Nada.
Quiero que
Sepa
Sin embargo
Que todas las noches
Que he dormido a su lado
Incluso las discusiones
Más inútiles
Siempre fueron
Algo espléndido
Y esas difíciles
Palabras
Que siempre temí
Decir
Pueden decirse
Ahora:
Te amo.
Buk.
Posted by
Loredana Braghetto |
12/4/07 00:05
Este último comment sí es muy Bukowski.
Posted by
Amiguiz |
13/4/07 09:07
midori: hank rules!
corriendo despacio: por qué la gente ya no le pone nombres grandiosos a sus bandas? Nombres como The Cure, Nirvana, The Who. Yo le hubiera puesto "Ambicious Mouse" jeje
loredana: bukowski es una de las razones por las que tomo tanto vino
blogsearch.sg: Soy nigeriano y vendo diamantes baratos
amiguis/z: Bukowski no es un robot
Posted by
Vil Clinton |
14/4/07 13:59
Maldito internet que no actualiza!! entré antier y no había visto aún a bono BONOOOO a ese sí lo AMOOO, pero no me gustó como recitó el poema... además esos cortes de imagen nomas no le ayudan,... chales,
Posted by
tazy |
15/4/07 12:04