a few last 'transductions'
1
VERSE
Your ectomplasmic
phonograph
ennobles us.
2
SLY
Tint of flange.
O seranade!
3
IDIOT ZEAL
The communist
enraged the bull-horn.
The psalmist
instigated the triathlon.
The smoker
maintained the round-house.
The seminarian
cleaned the small car.
The pharmacist
mortared the zap-cant.
The foot-soldier
made an idiot
out of thumb-smoke.
4
TRAINS
That vine mull in
the bowl. That mole
outside of granite.
Neither debt nor fort.
5
PEER
Blistering the main
without mother. No. Cheers
for my judo. O Canadian sue no
neural lake for clan
donned in fist leprosy.
6
BIFOCALS
Flexible pores that course.
No misery. Pain. From talons.
The miserabilists are a-comin.
Across the grass like
star football players.
Big names.
On Monday.
7
CORE
Fun dear. Smoke dear. Hung to dry,
man. Dented ray, Don. Air and
vents are real. If sugar fuses.
If tent irons and tubas
and trombone melodies.
8
SIERRA
Fusty against the form of
my calamity my blue saga.
Afternoons calcified like
membranes in my front.
Today. O annunciation!
For my floating birth
that teems gargantuan
and sends huzzahs
I study by [the light of]
poor sodas.
9
POOR END
I took what I slept what I
armor-plated what I lamed
what I bled what I tied
what I doubled what I saved
what I sickened what I stole
what I gave what I finished
what I gave where I
***
All nine above are 'transductions' of poems originally written in Spanish by John M. Bennett.
VERSE
Your ectomplasmic
phonograph
ennobles us.
2
SLY
Tint of flange.
O seranade!
3
IDIOT ZEAL
The communist
enraged the bull-horn.
The psalmist
instigated the triathlon.
The smoker
maintained the round-house.
The seminarian
cleaned the small car.
The pharmacist
mortared the zap-cant.
The foot-soldier
made an idiot
out of thumb-smoke.
4
TRAINS
That vine mull in
the bowl. That mole
outside of granite.
Neither debt nor fort.
5
PEER
Blistering the main
without mother. No. Cheers
for my judo. O Canadian sue no
neural lake for clan
donned in fist leprosy.
6
BIFOCALS
Flexible pores that course.
No misery. Pain. From talons.
The miserabilists are a-comin.
Across the grass like
star football players.
Big names.
On Monday.
7
CORE
Fun dear. Smoke dear. Hung to dry,
man. Dented ray, Don. Air and
vents are real. If sugar fuses.
If tent irons and tubas
and trombone melodies.
8
SIERRA
Fusty against the form of
my calamity my blue saga.
Afternoons calcified like
membranes in my front.
Today. O annunciation!
For my floating birth
that teems gargantuan
and sends huzzahs
I study by [the light of]
poor sodas.
9
POOR END
I took what I slept what I
armor-plated what I lamed
what I bled what I tied
what I doubled what I saved
what I sickened what I stole
what I gave what I finished
what I gave where I
***
All nine above are 'transductions' of poems originally written in Spanish by John M. Bennett.
Labels: 'Translations', Bennett [John M.], Bifocals, Flanges, Grass, Melodies, Miseries, Seranades, Shaman, Shit, Short Poems, Spanish, Spider Fucking, Trains, Transductions
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