traduccion

I've been thinking for a while about trying to do some translation of Spanish poetry, and this post is my first attempt. Gotta start somewhere. The original is available here if you want to fact check me.  Or read it in Spanish, if you want.  Even if you can't there is an element of beauty to the Spanish language that is sadly lost in English.

Quieto
José Manuel Pintado

Suddenly everything is still around the edges
and so it is time to reach down deep
take the pulse of the floor
get a vision of what is looming
what will not wait even a little in coming
in the hole that will host the next step
like an ear of corn stringing kernels across the sky
making stars to walk on nocternal paths
further out than the sun
who hides them with it's brilliance
further than the moon
who gives clarity to the quiet
of this silence.

lent, et al

I took lent off from social media; most of it anyway, twitter, blogs, and facebook... and so now I'm back. I did, however, start a new notebook, which is always fun.

Here are some prayers, breath prayers, I suppose you could call them, that I wrote down (some of them were even somewhat original, I think...) in said new notebook:

All the vein things
that charm me most
I sacrifice them
to his blood

Smash all my meedoms
Be patient with me // give me patience for others
Help me feed on you and friends // instead of on myself
Crucify me // give me life
Teach us what you meant // by moving mountains
Move the mountains // in me...