Adam Cullen
الانجليزية
LIIGA HEA JOODIK
Kui jalgratast poe ees ketti panin
lähenes lämisedes üks joodik
tahtsin taanduda
kuid ta ütles mulle
kuule
sa unustasid
oma suksut peale sõitu patsutada
jahmusin kuid kuuletusin
pats-pats-pats
tegi käsi sadulale
joodiku silmis välgatas heakskiit:
kuule
sa oled noor ja ilus
aga ära sa ainult
enne kevadist äikest
maha istu
kunagi oli mul kallim
Signe
kah noor ja ilus
aga tema vaat ei kuulanud
ja oligi varsti kole ja sant valmis
vaatasin joodikule otsa
hall habemetüükas nägu
suurem osa hambaid puudu
(kuigi jutt polnud üldsegi hambutu)
aga silmad
olid pikkade ripsmetega
ilusad sinised head
kunagi oli see joodik poisike
kellele käekotist kommi otsiti
öeldi
milline poiss
millised ripsmed
nagu nukuke
oma ema uhkus ja silmarõõm
aga kahjuks liiga hea
mõtlesin kui enne sõitu
oma ratast patsutasin
ja teele kannustasin
taas sadulasse hüppasin
ja minema kimasin
joodik aga istus
poe ette maha
kaugelt enne
esimest kevadist äikest
الإنتاج المسموع: Eesti Kirjanduse Teabekeskus [Estonian Literature Centre]
TOO NICE A DRUNK
locking up my bike in front of the store
a babbling drunk approached me
I wanted to withdraw
but he said
listen
you forgot
to pat your steed after the ride
I was startled but obeyed
pat-pat-pat
went my hand on the seat
approval flashed in the drunk’s eyes:
listen
you’re young and pretty
but don’t you go
sitting on the ground
before spring thunder
I had a sweetheart once
Signe
young and pretty too
but y’see she didn’t listen
and was ugly and ill afore long
I gazed upon the drunk
grey-stubbled face
missing most of his teeth
(though his words weren’t toothless at all)
but his eyes
were long-lashed
handsome blue kind
that drunk had been a little boy once
for whom purses were searched for sweets
people said
what a boy
what eyelashes
like a doll’s
his mother’s pride and joy
too kind unfortunately
I thought as I patted my bike
before the ride
and spurred it on our way
mounting the saddle once more
and speeding off
but the drunk sat down
on the ground in front of the store
long before
the first spring thunder