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goylemdik shlep
ikh zikh
arum, mayn
shtern farkhasmet
mit “hevl” —
tsung opgenumen
fun loshn-thomen
un pshat-kholels
vos brekhn
plutsem aroys
oyf der
same rege
fun redn.
golem-like i
drag myself
around, forehead
inscription: not-sense —
tongue frozen
by language-cavitites
and meaning-voids
that erupt
suddenly at
the moment
of speech
——
poem i wrote about the (im)possibility of fluency, construed historically, linguistically, culturally
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On Avenue A, when Halloween rolled around, on that American yontef [holiday], whose meaning they didn't understand whatsoever, all six youngsters would go out on the street with socks stuffed full of ash, whacking everyone with whom they crossed paths over the head with them. Such a densely packed sock could give someone a serious headache, but it was an honored mineg [custom] on the Lower East Side, and you don't just go around messing with tradition." - Khaver Paver, "Clinton Street"
my yiddish translation
poem i wrote in yiddish
an inside inverted (m
elancholy visions of collapse). we
scream like doves and clasp hazy
memories of old times in our shoulders.
history, lurking specter, your signs
are on every wall.
here, everything amounts to a strange dream; an
impossible maybe, a sunset on the tip of the tongue...
My translation of "Eygns" by Yankev Glatshteyn
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אַ ליד מײַנס
“When there is a home on every star,
when there is nowhere where we are lonely —
still, Earth will be our home,
nothing can change that;
because the land of the Soviets is here,
because this is where Lenin was born.”
- Arn Vergelis, from “Af der levone” (“On the Moon”) in Kosmishe Poeme, a cycle of space-themed poetry appearing in the March-April 1962 issue of Sovetish Heymland.
another anna margolin translation (by me) for yr evening
