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• Artiste: Pizzicato Five
• Titre: Poetry Reading By Genqui Numata
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keitaro: well, today as usual we have a special guest. a wonderful guest has agreed to come here today. he's an artist. the pictures you saw on the screen before are his. please a big applause to a great poet and a great photographer ladies and gentlemen, mr genqui numata. numata: hi, y'all. my name is genqui numata. tonight i will read a poem. i dedicate this poem to pizzicato five. to a person descending a staircase. hey you, who are descending this staircase with sweat on your brow afraid of going down you let your gaze glide down the stairs like a shadow. yes, you. this underpass in springtime smells of dust and a lukewarm breeze blows by. keep up your rhythm keep up your rhythm and climb down those stairs as if your life depended on that. pass by that leaning building kick the dogs away kick the cats too and go fast to the ticket counter. legs are sometimes independent beings. keep up your rhythm keep up your rhythm and when you can't take it anymore when your body and your legs have reached their limit at that time a soft fall will ensue. you feel as if your legs fell off your body or maybe there's a pause like a heart attack but you don't know what it is. you don't know. you gradually gather up speed and as you speed up your legs and your trembling lips start to resonate. the fall comes at the last moment and makes it easier. and you ask yourself who are we? who am i after al? your joints squeak am i nothing but a crawling work of art? am i nothing but a voice sounding away accross this sky so blue it looks like it's been dyed? am i nothing but the speed of this fall through thin air? shadow that melts away voice that dies away voice from the subway keep up your rhythm keep up your rhythm with grace with flair hey you, legs, hey you, my distant legs let's go on a stroll as the silent time goes by the city silently opens itself. goodbye.