Donald Traxler's Poetry
Monday, December 11, 2017
Mixtos VI - Tierra, mar, y cielo
Tierra, mar, y cielo
es lo que tenemos.
Es lo que somos.
Earth, sea, and sky
is what we have.
It is what we are.
Photo: Earth, Sea, and Sky, Aguas Dulces, Uruguay, 11 Dec. 2017
Gymniad XII
Grabbing my camera,
I head out to the deck.
Buffeted by the wind,
I photograph the dawn.
There is only the sun,
the ocean, and me,
and we are all naked.
Photo: Sunrise, Aguas Dulces, Uruguay, 11 Dec. 2017
Sunday, December 10, 2017
Mixtos V - Nascemos nus e livres
[portunhol surenho]
Nascemos nus e livres.
Como adultos, non somos
nem o uno nem o outro.
Y por supremo agravo,
nos ponen o uniforme
do escravo
We are born naked and free.
As adults, we are neither
the one nor the other.
And as the supreme offense,
they put on us the uniform
of the slave.
Friday, December 8, 2017
Gymniad XI
A beleza é verdade,
y verdade, beleza.
--John Keats
A nudez é beleza,
a nudez é verdade.
Beauty is truth,
and truth, beauty.
--John Keats
Nudity is beauty,
nudity is truth.
Mixtos IV - A verdade
[portunhol surenho]
Non é sempre bem-vinda a verdade,
enemiga fugitiva do estado,
pode ser a nossa liberdade,
ou causá o encarcelado
Truth is not always welcome,
fugitive enemy of the state,
it can be our freedom,
or cause our imprisoning.
Thursday, December 7, 2017
The Country I Was Born in
The country I was born in
is broken,
and governed by
thieves.
I cannot fix it,
and 300 million
people
have nowhere to go.
The planet I was born on
is no different,
with seven billion
at risk.
The universe
I was born in
is a great
unknown,
waiting,
for us.
Immigrant/Alien
I wasn't born in Uruguay,
and yet I drink ma-te
everyday.
My birth and marriage,
far away,
are recorded here.
[Not end of story.]
I was born nude,
but not a nudist,
yet nakedness
is where I thrive.
I am a stranger
in a strange land,
uncomprehending,
but as logical
as Spock.
I do not laugh
at your pain.
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