Poetry. Translations of poetry, mostly classical Chinese and Japanese. Anything else I want to write.
Friday, April 13, 2012
THE ALBANIAN LANGUAGE HAS LOST 100% 0F ITS ORIGINAL VOCABULARY
Which is more me
the lemon drop melting in my mouth
or the spit drying on my finger?
a mangled, still-warm severed thumb
or a well-formed stool in my sigmoid colon?
my forgotten ideas about the syntax of "The Blue Juniata"
or the unconscious grammar common to us all?
Which is more me
I, lying blankly here,
or this yellowed paper in your hand?
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