From the spirit to the soul
From the soul to the heart
From the heart to the brain
From the brain to the throat
From the throat to the mouth
From one mouth to the next
From one language to another
Through the experiences
And the emotions of each listener
The original message
Is ever and forever
Lost in translation
And only if only
Sunday 3rd January 2021 2:55 am
Na začetku sem se spraševala, kako ovrednotiti besede in občutke, v tej sivini sem vsako solzo odpisala stran, kot nepomemben člen v enačbi, kot kamenček na makadamski cesti v stari vasi, ni pomembno. Nič več ni pomembno, ker si ne zaslužim čutiti, ker sem spoznala, da si ne zaslužim biti človek, da človek sploh nisem, da krutost ni človeška, ne do sebe – do drugih pa še manj.
Ponoči sem se zna...
Thursday 21st March 2019 11:57 am
I seek him:
stumbling. My blood-stained feet
refuse to stop,
must not stop,
searching for him.
In the deep black darkness of the night
I adore him, for death I love him,
look forward to the day I shall meet him,
throw myself between his arms,
put my head on his shoulders and just...
Tuesday 23rd April 2013 2:58 pm
The crystal city is shivering,
The unreal smoke is delivering,
An Easter Angel is flying,
It hardly goes to spring.
The matter comes to the strings,
To the old tales that eternity brings.
Wipe your eyes that weep!
It rains as in a sleep.
The poem is unwittingly shortened,
The sun is between the scapulas,
The bees are shivering from payola,
The morning is still darken...
Sunday 7th October 2012 6:53 am
that holds the eggs
for ever in a jar,
preserves in porcelain
That is no yolk.
Translations into vinegar
produce no more than pickle.
My sadly screwed up assonance
and metre rendered scantily
would make a tasteless omelette
as far as I can see.
Mais en francais...
Monday 4th April 2011 10:40 pm