Ajmer Rode

englisch

Akordi I

Primi zavržene drsalke in zadrsaj se
čez poledenele pločnike.

Na nož nabrušene zareži v ploskev
in naj sta nogi z drsalkami eno.

Oddrsaj hitro, sam, kot da bi šlo za
tekmovanje, ne oziraj se na klice: »Kam drsi?«.

Dobro je tako drsati, brez omejitev
pod drsalkami ti je vse dovoljeno.

Edini drsalec tu spodaj si, ne vidiš niti
lis in senc ki jih mečejo drsalke.

Zdrsiš med mestne luči
imaš ravnotežje
ne prevrneš se na hrbet.

Drsalke puščajo ostro sled črt
na leskeči ploskvi pod njimi so rezi.

Vzemi torej zaprašen par in oddrsaj  
v drsečo snov, tam se boš počutil celega.

Drsaj sam in pod tabo se bo led
spremenil v živo tekočino.

Ne govori ljudem o svojem drsanju.
Drsaj, kot da ne bi drsal sam.

© Primož Čučnik
Aus: Akordi
Ljubljana: Šerpa, 2004
Audioproduktion: 2008 Literaturwerkstatt Berlin

Playing with Big Numbers

Human mind
is essentially qualitative.
As you know
we are easily excited by
pinks and purples
triangles and circles
and we endlessly argue
over true and false
right and wrong.

But the quantitative
rarely touches our soul.

Numbers were invented mainly
by men to trick each other.
Women likely
had nothing to do with them; they
had more vital tasks, survival for example,
at hand.

Yes, numbers are often shunned
by our souls 
but playing with big numbers
could be real fun.
Say if I were to sit on a gravel pit and
count one billion pebbles non-stop
it will take me some 14 years.
or if I were to count what Africa
owes to rich foreigners – some 200 billion
dollars (more infact) -- it is impossible.
I will have to
be born 40 times and do nothing
but keep counting 24 hours.

Although things could be simpler on a
smaller scale. Suppose as a result
of the debt, five million children die
every year, as in fact they do,
and each dying child cries
a minimum of 100 times a day
there would be a trillion cries
floating around
in the atmosphere just over a
period of five years.
Remember a sound wave once
generated never ceases to exist
in one form or the other,
and never escapes the atmosphere.

Now one fine morning, even if
one of these cries suddenly hits
you, it will shatter your soul into
a billion pieces. It will take
14 years to gather
the pieces and put them back
into one piece.

On the other hand, may be all the
trillion cries could hit your soul
and nothing would happen.

Translated by the author