Malo prirejena pesem

THIS MORNING I WAS DRESSED BY THE WIND
The sky said, close your eyes and run
this happy face into a sunrise.
The forest said, never mind, I am as old
as an emerald, walk into me gossiping.
The town said, I am perfect and intricate,
would you like to start right away?

This morning I was dressed by the wind,
it was the middle of october in 2010.

(Leonard Cohen)

Koliko Slovenk in Slovencev je danes večerjalo pašto?

Mi smo jo.  🙂

Vsem trinajstim tisočem in še nekaj tekačicam in tekačem, ki se bodo jutri podali na start 10, 21 ali 42-kilometrske proge na 15. ljubljanskem maratonu, želim prožen korak.

Zmagali bomo!

Tisti pa, ki ste si želeli premagati izbrano razdaljo, pa vam je kaj prekrižalo načrte, upam, da boste glasno navijali za nas!

Poem

POEM

I heard of a man
who says words so beautifully
that if he only speaks their name
women give themselves to him.

If I am dumb beside your body
while silence blossoms like tumors on our lips
it is because I hear a man climb stairs
and clear his throat outside our door.

Leonard Cohen
(Let us compare mythologies)