Translation

It is mutual, of course.

I come walking

with my light news

(the San Antonio Light?)

except you see a mist

I mean to be a fog, like

all news is, all

the fog that’s print to fit.

I offer spirit but

you want flesh.

Some things, like wind,

and ghosts, are

beyond translation.

Today at TweetSpeak Poetry, Matthew Kreider has posted “July Mosaics: The Shards,” Highlighting the theme of the Cento (a kind of mosaic poem) for July. To participate, you take the poem that arrives via EveryDay Poems on Mondays and pull words, thoughts, ideas and themes from it to create a new poem. And then you tweet it, or leave it as a comment to the post, or something like that. The poem that arrived today was “BiLingual” by L.L. Barkat, the author of InsideOut: Poems.  

Photograph: Fog in the Forest by Larisa Larisa via Public Domain Pictures. Used with permission.