March 7th, 2002

moose, transparent

английская поэзия, каммингс и хант

dolce_vita процитировала прелестных стих e.e.cummings'а, который сразу напомнил мне - наверное ритмом, уж вряд ли содержанием - любимый за его задор и оптимизм стих Leigh Hunt'а. Вот пусть они оба рядом постоят.

e e cummings annie died the other day

annie died the other day

never was there such a lay--
whom,among her dollies,dad
first("don't tell your mother")had;
making annie slightly mad
but very wonderful in bed
--saints and satyrs,go your way

youths and maidens:let us pray

Leigh Hunt. Jenny kissed me

Jenny kissed me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in.
Time, you thief, who love to get
Sweets into your list, put that in!
Say I'm weary, say I'm sad
Say that health and wealth have missed me,
Say I'm growing old, but add
Jenny kissed me.