Я достаточно долго переживала, что поэзия умерла и не важна никому. Но затем путем длительных размышлений пришла к выводу, что она не умерла, а трансформировалась. Поэзия сейчас, как и пресса - мультимедийная. Поэзия, чтобы быть востребованной, должна быть наложена на музыку, снята, написана, показана, повторена - донесена.
Ну и продвигаю своих любимых людей. Я, как и New Musical Express, считаю, что лидер группы Arctic Monkeys Алекс Тернер - гениальный поэт.
Пара текстов песен на правах вещдоков (кое-где изъяты припевы)
Cornerstone
I thought I saw you in the Battleship
but it was only a look alike
She was nothing but a vision trick,
Under the warning light.
She was close,
close enough to be your ghost,
But my chances turned to toast
When I asked her if
I could call her your name.
I thought I saw you in the rusty hook,
Huddled up in a wicker chair
I wandered over for a closer look
And kissed whoever was sitting there.
She was close,
And she held me very tightly
Till I asked awfully politely,
please can I call you her name?
I thought I saw you in the parrot's beak
Messing with the smoke alarm
It was too loud for me to hear her speak
And she had a broken arm.
It was close, so close that
the walls were wet
And she wrote it out in letraset,
no, you can't call me her name!
I saw your sister in the cornerstone
on the phone to the middle man
When I saw that she was on her own
I thought she might understand
She was close,
well you couldn't get much closer,
She said: i'm really not supposed to but yes,
You can call me anything you want.
(2009 год, алексу тернеру где-то 23 года)
Balaclava
Running off over next doors garden
Before the hour is done
It's more a question of feeling
Than it is a question of fun
The confidence is the balaclava
I'm sure you'll baffle 'em good
Will the ending reek of salty cheeks
And runny makeup alone
Or will blood run down the face
Of a boy bewildered and scorned
And you'll find yourself in a skirmish
And you wish you'd never been born
And you tie yourself to the tracks
And there isn't no going back
And it's wrong wrong wrong
But we'll do it anyway cause we love a bit of trouble
Are you pulling her from a burning building
Or throwing her to the sharks
Can only hope that the ending is as pleasurable as the start
2007, 21
Do Me A Favour
Well the morning was complete.
There was tears on the steering wheel dripping on the seat,
Several hours or several weeks,
I'd have the cheek to say they're equally as bleak!
It's the beginning of the end, the car went up the hill,
And disappeared around the bend, ask anyone they'll tell you that.
It's these times that it tends,
The start to breaking up, to start to fall apart
Oh! hold on to your heart.
Do me a favour, break my nose
Do me a favour, tell me to go away
Do me a favour, stop asking questions...
She walked away while her shoes were untied,
And the eyes were all red,
You could see that we've cried, and I watched and I waited,
'Till she was inside, forcing a smile and waving goodbye.
Curiousity becomes a heavy load,
Too heavy to hold.
Will force you to be cold.
And do me a favour, and ask if you need some help
She said, do me a favour and stop flattering yourself
How to tear apart the ties that bind,
Perhaps fuck off, might be too kind
2007, 21
Bigger Boys And Stolen Sweethearts
There's always somebody taller
With more of a wit
And he's equipped to enthrall her
And her friends think he's fit
And you just can't measure up no
You don't have a prayer
Wishing you had made the most of her
When she was there
They've got engaged
No intention of a wedding
He's pinched your bird
And he'd probably kick your head in
Bigger Boys and Stolen Sweethearts
You're better off without her anyway
You said you wasn't sad to see her go
Oh no
He might be one of those boys
That's all pretty and vain
Likes to go in the sunbed
And stays out of the rain
So that he don't get his hair wet
You wouldn't want that
At least he hasn't got a Nova
Or a Burberry hat
Have you heard what she's been doing?
Never did it for me
He picks her up at the school gates
At twenty past three
She's been with all the boys
But never went very far
She wagged English and Science
Just to go in his car
Bigger Boys and Stolen Sweethearts
So I'm better off without her anyway
I said I wasn't sad to see her go
But I'm only pretending, you know
2007, 21
A Certain Romance
They might wear classic Reeboks
Or knackered Converse
Or tracky bottoms tucked in socks
But all of that's what the point is not
The point's that there ain't no romance around there
And there's the truth that they can't see
They'd probably like to throw a punch at me
And if you could only see them, then you would agree
Agree that there ain't no romance around there
You know, oh it's a funny thing you know
We'll tell 'em if you like
We'll tell 'em all tonight
They'll never listen
Cause their minds are made up
And course it's all okay to carry on that way
And over there there's broken bones
There's only music, so that there's new ringtones
And it don't take no Sherlock Holmes
To see it's a little different around here
Don't get me wrong, oh there's boys in bands
And kids who like to scrap with pool cues in their hands
And just cause he's had a couple of cans
He thinks it's alright to act like a dickhead
2005, 18-19
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