Poem – Das Kraftfuttermischwerk

Ein visuell-poetischer Roadtrip: Last Exit to Elsewhere

Ronny — Wed, 25 May 2016 19:17:43 +0000

Nicht, dass das Eile hätte, aber wenn irgendwann die Kinder aus dem Haus sind, setzten wir uns hoffentlich in unseren Bus und fahren. Und fahren. Und fahren. Gerne die kleinen Straßen, die man für gewöhnlich meidet, weil man es irgendwie immer eilig hat. Eilig haben muss auch. Wir fahren von einem Tag in den nächsten und pennen im Bulli. Jede Nacht. Wir fahren immer weiter, bis wir keinen Bock mehr, oder das Gefühl ein uns vorher nicht bewusstes Ziel erreicht zu haben. So ist der Plan.

Based off conversations William Least Heat-Moon had on the road in his book ‚Blue Highways: A Journey into America.‘ This film represents my journey of lonely miles through small towns and empty highways.

In late 2015 I went on a 5,000mile road trip through the bottom half of the US from California to Louisiana and back. Driving through back-road highways, much like the Least Heat-Moon, I avoided the Interstate Highways as much as I could. It is off these Interstate highways where you can still find remnants of America as it used to be, maybe back when the author drove through it in the late 70’s. Over the course of my journey whilst reading ‚Blue Highways‘ I found my experiences on the road mirrored that of the author and though it was written in 1978, still held true to my journey in 2015.

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A Visual Poem: Nostalgia

Ronny — Wed, 21 Jan 2015 20:31:10 +0000

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If tomorrow starts without me

Ronny — Wed, 03 Sep 2014 20:37:26 +0000

Ein Poem auf Musik auf bewegtem Bild. Eine wahrlich beeindruckende Kombination, die Camille Marotte auf Reisen durch Indien, Vietnam, den Senegal und Marokko geschaffen hat. Die Musik kommt von Hammock, „Mono No Aware“, das wunderbar traurige Poem wird von Tom O’Bedlam gesprochen. Der Autor des Poems scheint ein David Romano zu sein.

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When tomorrow starts without me,
And I’m not there to see,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes
all filled with tears for me,

I wish so much you wouldn’t cry
The way you did today,
While thinking of the many things,
We didn’t get to say.

I know how much you love me,
As much as I love you,
and each time that you think of me,
I know you’ll miss me too.

But when tomorrow starts without me,
Please try to understand,
That an angel came and called my name,
And took me by the hand,
and said my place was ready,
In heaven far above,
And that I’d have to leave behind
All those I dearly love.

But as I turned to walk away,
A tear fell from my eye
For all my life, I’d always thought,
I didn’t want to die.

I had so much to live for,
So much left yet to do,
It seemed almost impossible,
That I was leaving you.

I thought of all the yesterdays
The good ones and the bad,
I thought of all the love we shared,
and all the fun we had

If I could re-live yesterday
Just even for a while,
I’d say good-bye and kiss you
And maybe see you smile.

But then I fully realized,
That this could never be,
For emptiness and memories,
would take the place of me.

And when I thought of worldly things,
I might miss come tomorrow,
I thought of you, and when I did,
My heart was filled with sorrow.

But when I walked through heaven’s gates,
I felt so much at home
When God looked down and smiled at me,
From His great golden throne.

He said, „This is eternity,
And all I’ve promised you.“
Today your life on earth is past,
But here life starts anew

I promise no tomorrow,
But today will always last,
And since each day’s the same way
There’s no longing for the past.

You have been so faithful,
So trusting and so true.
Though there were times
You did some things
You knew you shouldn’t do.

But you have been forgiven
And now at last you’re free.
So won’t you come and take my hand
And share my life with me?

So when tomorrow starts without me,
Don’t think we’re far apart,
For every time you think of me,
I’m right here, in your heart.

(David Romano)