En este video Gregory Corso recita su poema "For Homer" con música de Nicholas Tremulis.
El material fue grabado en Nueva York, en 1993, como parte de una serie
de colaboraciones entre Tremulis y Corso llamadas "Bloody Show".
FOR
HOMER
There’s
rust on the old truths
-Ironclad
clichés erode
New
lies don’t smell as nice
as
new shoes
I’ve
years of poems to type up
40
years of smoking to stop
I’ve
no steady income
No
home
And
because my hands are autochthonic
I
can never wash them enough
I
feel dumb
I
feel like an old mangy bull
crashing
through the red rag
of
an alcoholic day
Yet
it’s all so beautiful
isn’t
it?
How
perfect the entire system of things
The
human body
all
in proportion to its form
Nothing
useless
Truly
as though a god had indeed warranted it so
And
the sun for day the moon for night
And
the grass the cow the milk
That
we all in time die
You’d
think there would be chaos
the
futility of it all
But
children are born
oft
times spitting images of us
And
the inequities
millions
doled one
nilch
for another
both
in the same leaky lifeboat
I’ve
no religion
and
I’d as soon worship Hermes
And
there is no tomorrow
there’s
only right here and now
you
and whomever you’re with
alive
as always
and
ever ignorant of that death you’ll never know
And
all’s well that is done
A
Hellene happiness pervades the peace
and
the gift keeps on coming…
a
work begun splendidly done
To
see people aware & kind
at
ease and contain’d of wonder
like
the dreams of the blind
The
heavens speak through our lips
All’s
caught what could not be found
All’s
brought what was left behind
