Sunday, May 17, 2009

'senność' / 'sleepiness' .

"Psychiatra biczuje się wspomnieniem troski Pana Męża, chciałby być na jego miejscu, chciałby zabrać stąd Różę i samemu stać się jej domem, Psychiatra wie, że ludzie tak naprawdę mogą mieszkać tylko w innych ludziach, wie, że depresja to nic innego, jak bezdomność, na depresję cierpią ludzie, którzy nie mają w kim mieszkać, Psychiatra ma nadzieję, że Róża sama to zrozumie, stara się ją naprowadzić, delikatnie , ostrożnie; uwaga, udało się, Róża, słysząc o Panu Mężu, wstaje, przechadza się, ależ jest piękna, Psychiatra chciałby ją zaprosić do siebie, mogliby nawet zamieszkać w sobie nawzajem, ubolewa nad tym, że poznał ją dopiero jako pacjentkę; cicho, Róża chce coś powiedzieć:
-Panie doktorze ... Czy to jest normalne, kiedy ktoś ma sen, który się powtarza, ciągle ten sam, chociaż się go nie chce? ... I wszystko w nim jest takie... realne. 
-Mhm, to jest możliwe... A jakiż to sen panią prześladuje? 
-Śni mi się, że mój mąż jest... cholernym sukinsynem. "

Shame there's no English translation of the book ['Senność' by Wojciech Kuczok ], but probably then the book would loose a lot of charm which is an effect of the author's skillful play on words- except when really great translator would do that. Anyway , I prefer to read the original version , which by the way is so great that I can't stop reading it, literally. I am so over the moon with this piece of Polish contemporary literature .
Maybe when I finish reading it I will find right words to write a good review, but I doubt it. And I am pretty sure no one will ever read this book, so it's simply pointless. 

3 comments:

  1. Hm actually I might rin the thing eith noone reading, as I visit this blog from time to time xD

    Anyway, the book seems plasuable, you reccomend?

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  2. Yup , I do recommend the book .

    Yeah, probably you're the only reader of the blog.It happens ;D .

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  3. “The Psychiatrist is whipping himself with the reminiscence of Mr Husband’s concern; he would like to be in his shoes, to take Róża from here and become her home; the Psychiatrist knows that people can actually dwell only in other people; he knows that depression is nothing but homelessness; people who suffer from depression are the ones who have no-one to dwell in; the Psychiatrist hopes Róża could realize that herself, he is trying to drive her to that conclusion – gently, carefully; and look, he did it: Róża, hearing about Mr Husband, stands up, walks around; how beautiful she is, the Psychiatrist would like to invite her in, they could even dwell in one another, he just wishes he hadn’t met her as his patient, hush! Róża wants to say something:
    - Doctor... Is it normal if one has a repetitive dream, always the same dream, even though one does not want it?... And everything in this dream seems so... real?
    - Mhm, it is possible... But what kind of dream is harassing you?
    - I dream that my husband is... a damn son of a bitch.”

    Is it great enough? xD

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