Gość: animaAnimal
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14.08.04, 23:41
niestety Czeslaw Milosz ten wiersz napisal po angielsku:
"A little girl looks at a book with a picture of a cat
Who wears a fluffy collar and has a green velvet frock.
Her lips, very red, are half-opened in a sweet reverie.
This takes place in 1910 or 1912, the painting bears no date.
It was painted by Majorie C. Murphy, an American
Born in 1888, like my mother, more or less.
I contemplate the painting in Grinnelll, Iowa,
At the' end of the century. The cat with his colllar
Where is he? And the girl? Am I going to meet her,
One of those mummies with rouge makeup tappinig with their canes?
But this face: a tinypug nose, round cheeks,
Moves me so, quite like a face that I, suddenly awake
In the middle of the night, saw by my side of a pillow.
The cat is not here, he is in the book, the book in the painting.
No girl, and yet she is here, before me
And has never been lost. Our true encounter
Is in the zones of childhood. Amazement called love,
A thought of touching, a cat in velvet."
Kot Czeslawa Milosza mial na imie:
TINY