David Lerner

kurz, knapp, rauh, poetisch sind die schlagworte die mir zu lerners poesie einfallen; elegant und präzise doch hart und grausam zugleich. es geht um leben - in der stadt, im rausch, im detail, um das wichtige, die menschen die es braucht. um absturz und hoffnung, um aufstehen und weitermachen. manchmal gehen die gedichte in zwei-zeilen-strophen über seiten und man möchte nicht aufhören zu lesen. absolutes plus: das buch ist zweisprachig - englisches original und gelungene deutsche übersetzung!
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auszug aus einem gedicht:
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I WAS SO SAD...
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i was so sad i stopped dreaming
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i was so sad
i tumbled down the stairs
striking sparks with each bump
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i was so sad there was
nothing on this wild earth that could
put me to sleep
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i rearranged my face till it fit
as tight as a
murderer's alibi
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tried to jump off the top of the sky
and went through the roof
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put all my calls on hold
though i had no phone

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climbed christmas trees
hoping i'd meet jesus at the top
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i was so sad
i fell in love with electricity
and didn't want anyone else to use her
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got drunk on love and
was very sick the next day
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walked down main street at midnight
armed to the teeth with fireflies and
bread crusts
daring anybody to tell me they were sorry
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i was so sad i
got a crush on blue light
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bet everything i had
on a revolution in zambia
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only watched tv for the
test patterns
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i was so sad
i put myself up for adoption

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asked a dove what time it was and
corrected its grammar

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i was so sad
the wind took my name and number
and promised to get back to me
before the sun went down