Ричард Бротиган (Richard Brautigan) Текст оригинала на английском языке The Double-Bed Dream Gallows Driving through hot brushy country the late autumn, I saw a hawk crucified on a barbed-wire fence. I guess as a kind of advertisement to other hawks, saying from the pages of a leading women’s magazine, “She’s beautiful, but burn all the maps to your body. I’m not here of my own choosing.” |
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