Wednesday, April 27, 2005

 

I took a Jen Knox poem, ran it through Babelfish, translated it into Spanish, and then made a new poem out of the resulting text, some of which I understood and some of which I didn't.

Mental Hygiene

Take this white cake of paper, sheet by sheet,
And draw roses down each page. Sleep dryly
Lip to penciled lip, petal to penciled petal, and
Make your dreams more careful. Let the spears
Fall from your eyes, the rain that would have
Been your supper scud away in thickening
Clouds along the treeline. Your hair is down,
Dear one, and the silver roses you once drew
Will bare themselves now that you are calm
Before your storms, will open, page by page.

posted by Reen |link| 0 comments

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - -