"Richard Brautigan - in_watermelon_sugar" - читать интересную книгу автора (Brautigan Richard)18: inaoiL and that gang of his and the place where they
used to dig, the Forgotten Works, and all the terrible things they did, and what happened to them, and how quiet and nice things are around here now that they are dead. 19: Conversations and things that happen here day to day. (Work, baths, breakfast and dinner.) 20: Margaret and that other girl who carried the lantern at night and never came close. 21: All of our statues and the places where we bury our dead, so that they are forever with light coming out of their tombs. 22: My life lived in watermelon sugar. (There must be worse lives.) 23: Pauline. (She is my favorite. You'll see.) 24: And this the twenty-fourth book written in 171 years. Last month Charley said to me, "You don't seem to like making statues or doing anything else. Why don't you write a book? "The last one was written thirty-five years ago. It's about time somebody wrote another book." Then he scratched his head and said, "Gee, I remember it was written thirty-five years ago, but I can't remember what it was about. There used to be a copy of it in the sawmill." "Do you know who wrote it?" I said. "No," he said. "But he was like you. He didn't have a regular name." three previous ones, and he said that he thought one of them was about owls. "Yeah, it was about owls, and then there was a book about pine needles, very boring, and then there was one about the Forgotten Works, theories on how it got started and where it came from. "The guy who wrote the book, his name was Mike, he took a long trip into the Forgotten Works. He went in maybe a hundred miles and was gone for weeks. He went beyond those high Piles we can see on clear days. He said that there were Piles beyond those that were even higher. "He wrote a book about his journey into the Forgotten Works. It wasn't a bad book, a lot better than the books we find in the Forgotten Works. Those are terrible books. "He said he was lost for days and came across things that were two miles long and green. He refused to furnish any other details about them, even in his book. Just said they were two miles long and green. "That's his tomb down by that statue of a frog." "I know that tomb well," I said. "He has blond hair and he's wearing a pair of rust-colored overalls." "Yeah, that's him," Charley said. 10 |
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