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

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All nine above are 'transductions' of poems originally written in Spanish by John M. Bennett.

I like this version more

It is one day east of here for a fast lilac. Human is the the tempo.

4 more poems 'transduced'

1
HAVE BLANKS

Of near
lakes to go.
The bobcat
is white.



2
VOCALS

It is one day
east of here.
For a
fast lilac.

Human is
the tempo.


3
LOSE

Chap or chew.
Father nor
Mama. Claustrophobic
telephone of night.


4
RODENTS

I escape out the window, tumble
upon an 'ego' band of lamas, a
flowing egg invisible which makes
do [more or less] like an appearance
of rectal tin filled [to capacity]
with monster saints.

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Once again these poems are based upon Spanish originals written by John M. Bennett.

3 poems 'transduced'

1
CAMEL

Mortal and
so pretty.
Poor talent
talk to her.
Is her camel
here?

2
O WHITE LIBEL

Too tart is
the tame world!
Murderess
of Minutes!

3
MAN

Of the world.
Neither mother
nor number.


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The above poems are based upon Spanish originals written by John M. Bennett.