April 16

Mistranslations

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Today’s challenge is to “translate” a poem from a language you don’t know. I chose this Polish poem.

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Mistranslations

Just west of the minimall.
Seeking wisdom. I am a Jew.
Brownies burning in the oven.
Outside, a kiosk.
In the river, rowers from the nearest educational palace.
No one sponsors my journey.

Drowsy brothers. Shady behavior.
Police stopping: cyclists. Everywhere bad news.
Drowning in Zydeco jams.
Wafting naturally.
I am not a Gemini.

Ma never signs. No documents on wide paper.
Drinking ale and Prozac,
he tumbles skillfully downward,
for a minute. Why can’t mom kiss?
The polka is called “Titan.”
Seeking wisdom in the dojo.

 

 
© 2013 D.L. Lang

This poem was published as a part of Abundant Sparks. Dig it? Grab the book:


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Posted 04/16/2013 by Diana L. Lang in category "Poetry

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