Аллен Гинзберг в переводах Михаила Гунина - страница 6

Tarchen — —

Then, most important, lovers over half-century

Dozens, a hundred, more, older fellows bald & rich

young boys met naked recently in bed, crowds surprised to see each other,

innumerable, intimate, exchanging memories

"He taught  me  to meditate,  now  I'm an  old  veteran of the  thousand day

retreat — "

"I played music on subway platforms, I'm straight but loved him he loved me"

"I felt more love from him at 19 than ever from anyone"

"We'd lie  under covers gossip, read my  poetry, hug & kiss  belly to  belly

arms round each other"

"I'd  always get  into his bed  with underwear on  &  by morning my skivvies

would be on the floor"

"Japanese, always wanted take it up my bum with a master"

"We'd talk all night about Kerouac  & Cassady  sit Buddhalike then  sleep in

his captain's bed."

"He seemed to need so much affection, a shame not to make him happy"

"I  was lonely never in  bed  nude with anyone  before, he  was so gentle my

stomach

shuddered when he traced his finger along my abdomen nipple to hips- "

"All  I  did was lay back  eyes closed,  he'd bring me to come  with mouth &

fingers along my waist"

"He gave great head"

So there be  gossip  from  loves of 1948, ghost of  Neal Cassady commingling

with flesh and youthful blood of 1997

and surprise — "You too? But I thought you were straight!"

"I am but Ginsberg an exception, for some reason he pleased me."

"I forgot whether I was straight gay queer or funny, was myself, tender and

affectionate to be kissed on the top of my head,

my forehead throat heart  &  solar plexus, mid-belly. on my  prick,  tickled

with his

tongue my behind"

"l loved the way he'd  recite  'But at my back allways  hear/ time's  winged

chariot hurrying near,' heads together, eye to eye, on a pillow — "

Among lovers one handsome youth straggling the rear

"I  studied  his  poetry  class, 17 year-old kid,  ran some errands  to  his

walk-up flat,

seduced me didn't  want to, made  me  come,  went home, never saw  him again

never wanted to… "

"He  couldn't  get it up but  loved me,"  "A clean old man." "He made sure I

came first"

This the crowd most surprised proud at ceremonial place of honor —

Then poets  & musicians — college boys'  grunge bands — age-old rock star

Beatles,

faithful guitar accompanists, gay classical conductors, unknown high Jazz

music composers, funky trumpeters, bowed bass & french horn black

geniuses, folksinger fiddlers with dobro tamborine harmonica mandolin

autoharp pennywhistles & kazoos

Next, artist Italian romantic  realists schooled in mystic 60's  India, Late

fauve

Tuscan painter-poets, Classicdraftsman Massachusets surreal jackanapes

with continental wives, poverty sketchbook gesso oil watercolor masters from

American provinces

Then highschool  teachers, lonely Irish  librarians,  delicate bibliophiles,

sex liberation troops nay

armies, ladies of either sex

"I met him dozens of times  he never  remembered my name I loved him anyway,

true artist"

"Nervous  breakdown after menopause,  his poetry humor saved me from suicide

hospitals"

"Charmant, genius with modest manners, washed sink, dishes my studio guest a

week

in Budapest"

Thousands of readers, "Howl changed my life in Libertyville Illinois"

"I saw him read Montclair State Teachers College decided be a poet- "

"He turned me on, I started with garage rock sang my songs in Kansas City"

"Kaddish made me weep for myself & father alive in Nevada City"

"Father Death comforted me when my sister died Boston l982"

"I read what  he said in a newsmagazine, blew my mind, realized others  like

me out there"

Deaf & Dumb bards with hand signing quick brilliant gestures

Then Journalists, editors's secretaries, agents, portraitists & photography

aficionados, rock critics, cultured laborors, cultural historians come to

witness the historic funeral

Super-fans,  poetasters,  aging Beatnicks  &  Deadheads,  autograph-hunters,

distinguished paparazzi, intelligent gawkers

Everyone knew they were part of 'History" except the deceased

who never knew exactly what was happening even when I was alive