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AS I WAS PERUSING SIGHT & SOUND, I GLIMPSED JONAS MEKAS' FAVOURITE FILMS

by Kenji
AS I WAS PERUSING SIGHT & SOUND, I GLIMPSED JONAS MEKAS' FAVOURITE FILMS by Kenji
This list is dedicated to our very own Cat, Jonas’ champion, and so i discovered he’s been a fine poet. His top 10 for the Sight & Sound poll, 1992 he picked the Lumiere brothers and Melies generally, i’ve just gone for one each to represent them. From “THE TALK OF FLOWERS” I do not know, whether the sun accomplished it, the rain or wind but I was missing so the whiteness and the snow. I listened to the rustling of spring rain, washing the reddish buds of chestnut-trees, and a tiny spring ran down into the valley from the hill and I was missing the whiteness and the snow. And in the yards, and on the slopes red-cheeked… Read more

This list is dedicated to our very own Cat, Jonas’ champion, and so i discovered he’s been a fine poet.

His top 10 for the Sight & Sound poll, 1992

he picked the Lumiere brothers and Melies generally, i’ve just gone for one each to represent them.

From “THE TALK OF FLOWERS

I do not know, whether the sun
accomplished it,
the rain or wind
but I was missing so
the whiteness and the snow.

I listened to the rustling
of spring rain,
washing the reddish buds
of chestnut-trees,
and a tiny spring ran down
into the valley from the hill
and I was missing
the whiteness
and the snow.

And in the yards, and on the slopes
red-cheeked
village maidens
hung up the washings
blown over by the wind
and, leaning,
stared a long while
at the yellow tufts of sallow:

For love is like the wind,
And love is like the water
it warms up with the spring,
and freezes over in the autumn.
But to me, I don’t know why,
whether the sun
accomplished it,
the rain or wind
but I was missing so
the whiteness and the snow.

I know the wind
will blow and blow the washings,
and the rain
will wash and wash the chestnut-trees,
but love, which melted with
the snow
will not return.

Deep below the snow sleep
words and feelings:
for today, watching
the dance of rain between the door
the rain of spring!
I saw another:

she walked by in the rain,
and beautiful she was,
and smiled:

For love is like the wind,
and love is like the water
it warms up with the spring
and freezes over in the autumn,
though to me, I don’t know why,
whether the sun
accomplished it,
the rain or wind
but I was missing so
the whiteness and the snow

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