N - Some attempts by a student of translation

By Jack Cade

Mon, 13 Sep 2004

Everything is all right

Nothing is all right

Babe I'll be honest

Babe I'll embarrass myself on
purpose
I only wish it were a crucifixion

Here is a very slow, slumberous response

I am treading water

Here is a piece of fiction
I have filled it with flesh on flesh
Pressing fatly and caressed with verbs

I must take my constricted desires
inward
like the sickest, strongest shot

I bid Good Morning with peeled onion eyes

Good God you have made my morning

Very impressive. Well written,
Sharp, Consistent, Effective

That?
is spirits on the fire I call Jealousy
and its burning my throat

Naturally beauty is in the eye?ah
of?
of the beholder and because?
I associate you image with what?
I think of you

I do so add you to my list of
beauties
Yes, you are beautiful
I see a toad in the mirror