Polonya asilli Amerikali yazar Jerzy Kosiński’nin dogum yildonumu ( 14 Haziran 1933 )
'' Bazen gunler gecer, aptal Ludmilla gorunmezdi. O zaman buyuk bir kizginlik, gizliden gizliye kemirir Lekh'in icini. Gozlerini kuslara diker, saatler boyunca kendi kendine homurdanirdi. Uzun uzun ve gunlerce dusundukten sonra en guzel kuslardan birini secerdi. Kusu bilegine bagladiktan sonra bir suru garip seyi birbirine karistirip kokulu bir boya elde eder, degisik renklerde, kutu kutu hazirlardi bu boyadan. Sonra kusun basini, kanatlarini, boynunu ebemkusagi renkleriyle bezer, tuylerine bir demet yabani cicegin goz kamastirici parlakligini verirdi.
Sonra ormanin iclerine yururduk birlikte. Epey ilerledikten sonra Lekh durur, kusu bileginden cozup bana verir ve ayaklarindan tutarak sallamami isterdi. Boyali kus soylenir durur, bagirisina gelen bir suru kus tepemizde donmeye baslardi. Onlara ulasmak isteyen tutsak debelenir, butun gucuyle oter, boyali boynunun icinde kalbi delice atardi. '' Boyali Kus
“ Sometimes days passed and Stupid Ludmila did not appear in the forest. Lekh would become possessed by a silent rage. He would stare solemnly at the birds in the cages, mumbling something to himself. Finally, after prolonged scrutiny, he would choose the strongest bird, tie it to his wrist and prepare stinking paints of different colors which he mixed together from the most varied components. When the colors satisfied him, Lekh would turn the bird over and paint its wings, head, and breast in rainbow hues until it became more dappled and vivid than a bouquet of wildflowers.
Then he would go into the thick of the forest. There Lekh took out the painted bird and ordered me to hold it in my hand and squeeze it lightly. The bird would begin to twitter and attract a flock of the same species which would fly nervously over our heads. Our prisoner, hearing them, strained toward them, warbling more loudly, its little heart, locked in its freshly painted breast, beating violently. ”
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