ΚΕΙΜΕΝΟ ΑΝΝΑ ΡΕΝΤΖΕΠΕΡΗ
Ένα κείμενό μου εμπνευσμένο από την σπουδαία μουσική της Ελένης Καραϊνδρου και τις αξεπέραστες εικόνες του Θεόδωρου Αγγελόπουλου (Το λειβάδι που δακρύζει)
Μια θάλασσα μας καρτερεί...
THOUGHTS ON AGGELOPOULOS' SCENES....
1969anre
We walked among the clouds.
unworn bridal our dreams
hung in wardrobes
eaten by moth
redeemed dreams of our soul
redeems us only the montréal patient acceptance of our defeat.
We put in a boat our hearts
and left cords
the unknown seas to wander.
Picts and full of hurry
We packed in a suitcase
Our few things
and waiting for the train to pass.
but IT never passed
ONLY IN OUR DREAMS.
What dust we raised with our feet slightly!!!!
HOW MUCH HAPPINESS we trampled playing hide and seek!!!!
an expectation we had...
to get lost...
like Unidentified travelers in unknown waves...
woe! suffering is great, to expect something that will never come.
but you always came back, I always came back..
here again, here always..
in the hellhole of words, of thoughts
find us in Taverns where glasses are dirty,
Little Sleep full of sweat.
our enemy? The mountain. Our ally At the same time.
removes one enemy, and welcomes an other.
Our lonliness. And gives it hospitality in order not to know about the sea...
lying next to our dead to listen to wnba schedule brett ratner the sound of death.
is the click of death as loud as the sound of love?
Love , lust, light, life.
Darkness, death.
Sea...always a sea is waiting for us.... ©
ΑΠΟΠΟΙΗΣΗ: ΤΟ ΗΧΗΤΙΚΟ ΚΑΙ ΤΟ ΟΠΤΙΚΟ ΥΛΙΚΟ ΠΟΥ ΕΜΠΕΡΙΕΧΕΙ ΤΟ ΒΙΝΤΕΟ ΔΕΝ ΜΟΥ ΑΝΗΚΕΙ. ΔΕΝ ΔΗΜΙΟΥΡΓΗΘΗΚΕ ΓΙΑ ΠΑΡΑΒΙΑΣΗ ΠΝΕΥΜΑΤΙΚΩΝ ΔΙΚΑΙΩΜΑΤΩΝ ΑΛΛΑ ΚΑΘΑΡΑ ΓΙΑ ΨΥΧΑΓΩΓΙΑ.
