Aquí (entès com una figura retòrica que ha de dotar de valor referencial el blog, però que no representa l'inici espacial ni temporal del viatge). Aquí doncs, deia, comença un viatge que ens ha de portar des de la nova ciutat immortal fins la Sodoma i Gomorra actuals, passant per l'Europa americana, parcs d'arbres gegantins i gorges serpentejants.
Per anar descobrint part de la cultura americana que no surt a les pel·lícules, us deixo quelcom de Bukowski...
Alone with everybody
the flesh covers the bone
and they put a mind
in there and
sometimes a soul,
and the women break
vases against the walls
and the men drink too
much
and nobody finds the
one
but keep
looking
crawling in and out
of beds.
flesh covers
the bone and the
flesh searches
for more than
flesh.
there's no chance
at all:
we are all trapped
by a singular
fate.
nobody ever finds
the one.
the city dumps fill
the junkyards fill
the madhouses fill
the hospitals fill
the graveyards fill
nothing else
fills
and they put a mind
in there and
sometimes a soul,
and the women break
vases against the walls
and the men drink too
much
and nobody finds the
one
but keep
looking
crawling in and out
of beds.
flesh covers
the bone and the
flesh searches
for more than
flesh.
there's no chance
at all:
we are all trapped
by a singular
fate.
nobody ever finds
the one.
the city dumps fill
the junkyards fill
the madhouses fill
the hospitals fill
the graveyards fill
nothing else
fills
That's really a good idea, almost a promise: a new bright travel's book.
ResponEliminaGood luck.
... What?
ResponEliminaGood flight to NY!
ResponElimina