2009/05/09

КЛАДВИЩЕ - El cementerio




This here ol' man jus' lived a life an' jus' died out of it. I don't know whether he was good or bad, but that don't matter much. He was alive and that's what matters. An' now he's dead, an' that don't matter. Heard a fella tell a poem one time, an' he says 'All that live is holy.' Got to thinkin' and purty soon it means more than the words says. An' I wouldn' pray for a ol' fella that's dead. He's awright. He got a job to do, but it's all laid out for 'im an' there's on'y one way to do it. But us, we got a job to do, an they's thousan' ways, an' we don' know which one to take. An' if I was to pray, it'd be for the folks that don't know which way to turn. Granmpa here, he got the easy straight. An' now cover 'im up and let 'im get to his work.
[J Steinbeck,
The Grapes of Wrath]
Irkutsk (Siberia, Federación Rusa). Octubre de 2006.