Anne Carson, “[fr. 286 as p. 47 of Endgame by Samuel Beckett]” …

Anne Carson

“[fr. 286 as p. 47 of Endgame by Samuel Beckett]” – from “A Fragment of Ibykos Translated Six Ways”

In your kitchen, on the one hand,
bright corpses
starting to stink of having an idea,
where one of my legs [is]
and beneath sooner or later
the whole universe
doesn’t ring and won’t work.
On the other hand, I shouldn’t think so.
Nay rather,
like a speck in the void,
pacing to and fro,
accompanied by the alarm,
frankly,
angrily,
impatiently,
not very convinced,
[it] kisses me goodbye. I’m dead. (Pause).

 
 
 
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~ by samofthetenthousandthings on August 11, 2015.