ALLEN GISBERG
SEURAPIIREISSÄ
Suomentanut Markus Jääskeläinen
(Runo ilmestynyt Allen Ginsbergin runovalikoimassa
Huuto ja muita runoja 1947-1971, Sammakko, 1999)
Törmäsin coctailkutsuille
jossa tapasin kolme neljä hinttaria
juttelemassa hinttarikielellä.
Yritin olla ystävällinen mutta
huomasin puhuvani pelkkää paskaa.
"Hauska tutustua," hän sanoi ja
käänsi päänsä. "Hmm," minä mietin.
Huone oli pieni ja siellä oli
kerrossänky ja keittiökapistukset:
jääkaappi, komero, leivänpaahdin, uuni;
kavereilla tuntui olevan huoneessaan
tilaa vain ruoanlaittoon ja nukkumiseen.
Huomautukseni asian tiimoilta ymmärrettiin
mutta sitä ei arvostettu. Minulle
tarjottiin virvokkeita, jotka otin vastaan.
Söin kokolihasämpylän;
valtavan ihmislihasämpylän,
jossa oli, kuten huomasin sitä pureskellessani,
myös likainen persereikä.
Lisää väkeä saapui, heidän mukanaan
pörhäkkä nainen joka näytti
prinsessalta. Hän mulkoili minua ja
sanoi suoraa päätä: "En pidä sinusta,"
kääntyi pois ja kieltäytyi
esittelyistä. Minä sanoin: "Mitä!"
raivoissani. "Sinä senkin paskapää idiootti!"
Tämä kiinnitti kaikkien huomion.
"Senkin narsistinen narttu! Miten
voit tietää pidätkö minusta kun et edes
tunne minua," paasasin ankaralla
messiaanisella äänellä innostuen
vihdoin, hallitsin koko huonetta
Dream New York-Denver, Spring 1947
ALLEN GINSBERG
BERKELEYN UUSI OUTO MÖKKI
Suomentanut Markus Jääskeläinen
(Runo ilmestynyt Allen Ginsbergin runovalikoimassa
Huuto ja muita runoja 1947-1971, Sammakko, 1999)
Koko iltapäivän leikkaamassa karhunvatukan okaita huojuvasta ruskeasta
aidasta
mätiä aprikooseja kirjavanaan kantavan matalan oksan
lehtien suojissa,
korjaamassa vuotoa uuden vessan sotkuisissa sisuskaluissa;
löysin kunnon kahvipannun köynnöksien seasta kuistin seinustalta,
pyöritin ison renkaan ruusupapupuskasta, piilotin marijuanan;
kastelin kukat, suihkuttelin kimmeltävää vettä nupusta nuppuun, käväisin
vielä ruiskauttamassa muutaman jumalallisen pisaran tarhapavuille
ja päivänkakkaroille;
kävelin nurmikon ympäri kolme kertaa, huokaisin hajamielisesti:
tämä on palkkioni; luumu jonka puutarha nurkkauksen pienen puun
muodossa lahjoittaa, enkeli joka huolehtii vatsastani ja rakkauteen
riutuvasta kuivasta kielestäni.
1955
“Be careful, you are not in Wonderland. I’ve heard the strange madness long growing in your soul. But you are fortunate in your ignorance, in your isolation. You who have suffered, find where love hides. Give, share, lose—lest we die, unbloomed.” – From the film Kill Your Darlings
Absolutely nothing by Osoanon Nimuss
Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it 'Chops'
because that was the name of his dog
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and a gold star
And his mother hung it on the kitchen door
and read it to his aunts
That was the year Father Tracy
took all the kids to the zoo
And he let them sing on the bus
And his little sister was born
with tiny toenails and no hair
And his mother and father kissed alot
And the girl around the corner sent him a
Valentine signed with a row of X's
and he had to ask his father what the X's meant
And his father always tucked him in bed at night
And was always there to do it.
Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it 'Autumn'
because that was the name of the season
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and asked him to write more clearly
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because of its new paint
And the kids told him
that Father Tracy smoked cigars
And left butts on the pews
And sometimes they would burn holes
That was the year his sister got glasses
with thick lenses and black frames
And the girl around the corner laughed
when he asked her to go see Santa Claus
And the kids told him why
his mother and father kissed alot
And his father never tucked him in bed at night
And his father got mad
when he cried for him to do it.
Once on a paper torn from his notebook
he wrote a poem
And he called it 'Innocence: A Question'
because that was the question about his girl
And that's what it was all about
And his professor gave him an A
and a strange steady look
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because he never showed her
That was the year Father Tracy died
And he forgot how the end
of the Apostle's Creed went
And he caught his sister
making out on the back porch
And his mother and father never kissed
or even talked
And the girl around the corner
wore too much makeup
That made him cough when he kissed her
but he kissed her anyway
because that was the thing to do
And at 3am he tucked himself into bed
his father snoring soundly.
That's why on the back of a brown paper bag
he tried another poem
And he called it 'Absolutely Nothing'
Because that's what it was really all about
And he gave himself an A
and a slash on each damned wrist
And he hung it on the bathroom door
because this time he didn't think
he could reach the kitchen.
