Saturday, July 28, 2018

goweli siquoya uwetsi 1: hilayvi aya uhise sudali tsudetiyvda / ᎯᎳᏴᎢ ᎠᏯ ᎤᎯᏎ ᏑᏓᎵ ᏧᏕᏘᏴᏓ

hilayvi aya uhise sudali tsudetiyvda, aya tla aduladise gadolequa goliyi. aya tla golisdise tigaloquasdodi digoweli. aya aduladise goweodi adanvtedidi gvdodi,
ale tsilv siquoya gowelodise. hilayvi dideyohvsgi unadvnelvdise "ni" ale hinegise "unoyvgase ginitloyi "hv", aya ayv hinegise "hia unegutsidase tlagohusdine ayv didla". aya adayasdise goliyesgvne.

ᎯᎳᏴᎢ ᎠᏯ ᎤᎯᏎ ᏑᏓᎵ ᏧᏕᏘᏴᏓ, ᎠᏯ Ꮭ ᎠᏚᎳᏗᏎ ᎦᏙᎴᏆ ᎪᎵᏱ. ᎠᏯ Ꮭ ᎪᎵᏍᏗᏎ ᏘᎦᎶᏆᏍᏙᏗ ᏗᎪᏪᎵ. ᎠᏯ ᎠᏚᎳᏗᏎ ᎪᏪᎣᏗ ᎠᏓᏅᏖᏗᏗ ᎬᏙᏗ, ᎠᎴ ᏥᎸ ᏏᏉᏯ ᎪᏪᎶᏗᏎ. ᎯᎳᏴᎢ ᏗᏕᏲᎲᏍᎩ ᎤᎾᏛᏁᎸᏗᏎ "Ꮒ" ᎠᎴ ᎯᏁᎩᏎ "ᎤᏃᏴᎦᏎ ᎩᏂᏠᏱ "Ꮂ", ᎠᏯ ᎠᏴ ᎯᏁᎩᏎ "ᎯᎠ ᎤᏁᎫᏥᏓᏎ ᏝᎪᎱᏍᏗᏁ ᎠᏴ ᏗᏜ". ᎠᏯ ᎠᏓᏯᏍᏗᏎ ᎪᎵᏰᏍᎬᏁ.




gesvi uyelvha / ꭸꮢꭲ ꭴᏸꮈꭽ

gesvi uyelvha nigvnisisgase ayv asvnasdi udanvgalvda.

ᎨᏒᎢ ᎤᏰᎸᎭ ᏂᎬᏂᏏᏍᎦᏎ ᎠᏴ ᎠᏒᎾᏍᏗ ᎤᏓᏅᎦᎸᏓ.




Friday, July 27, 2018

Gymnosophia XXIV - I Draw Strength

I draw strength
from my nudity.
It is the sun
on my body,
the air in my lungs,
the food I eat,
and a good
night's sleep.
My nakedness is not
the absence of clothes,
but the presence
of my body.






[portunhol surenho]

Eu obtive força
da minha nudez.
É o sol
no meu corpo,
o ar em meus pulmones,
a comida que eu como
y um bom
sono noturno.
Minha nudez non é
a ausencia de roupas,
mas a presencia
do meu corpo.


[español]

Derivo la fuerza
de mi desnudez.
Es el sol
en mi cuerpo,
el aire en mis pulmones,
la comida que como,
y una buena
noche de sueño.
Mi desnudez no es
la ausencia de ropa,
sino la presencia
de mi cuerpo.


[français]

Je dérive la force
de ma nudité.
C'est le soleil
sur mon corps,
l'air dans mes poumons,
la nourriture que je mange,
et une bonne
nuit de sommeil.
Ma nudité n'est pas
l'absence de vêtements,
mais la présence
de mon corps.

Wednesday, July 25, 2018

yonega unadotlvhi / ᏲᏁᎦ ᎤᎾᏙᏢᎯ (+en, ptl, es, fr)

yonega unadotlvhi hawina,
gago nihi gesvase alisgasdodi
nihi nuwehnavi ale
tsugvwalodinigvnanv nahnai.
aseno itsula tla gotlvdi
na galidastanvne.

ᏲᏁᎦ ᎤᎾᏙᏢᎯ ᎭᏫᎾ,
ᎦᎪ ᏂᎯ ᎨᏒᎠᏎ ᎠᎵᏍᎦᏍᏙᏗ
ᏂᎯ ᏄᏪᎿᎥᎢ ᎠᎴ
ᏧᎬᏩᎶᏗᏂᎬᎾᏅ ᎾᎿᎢ.
ᎠᏎᏃ ᎢᏧᎳ Ꮭ ᎪᏢᏗ
Ꮎ ᎦᎵᏓᏍᏔᏅᏁ.





[English]

In white society,
who you are depends
on your wealth and property,
but we do not make
that mistake.


[portunhol surenho]

Na sociedade branca
quem voce é depende
de sua riqueza y propriedade,
mas nós non fazemo
esse erro.


[español]

En la sociedad blanca,
quien eres depende
de tu riqueza y propiedad,
pero no hacemos
ese error.


[français]

Dans la société blanche,
qui vous êtes dépend
de votre richesse et vos biens,
mais nous ne faisons pas
cette erreur.

Tuesday, July 24, 2018

Business As Usual

It was a shock to realize that there are people who WANT the cruelty, the injustice, to continue. Not that they are particularly cruel themselves, but for the sake of "business as usual." Yes, they would sacrifice millions of lives for business as usual. They would, in fact, sacrifice our world (which is also theirs) in order to have business as usual. They are, in fact, doing it now.

They have the wealth, the power, and all the weight of an unjust system behind them. They care nothing about democracy, or morality, or any human value. They know that it is "business as usual" that enables their greed.

They also know,
even if we don't,
that we have the power
to stop them.




Monday, July 23, 2018

I'm pleased to be able to say that the poems in this blog have been visited 40,000 times since the blog's inception (October 2016). This milestone would have been reached sooner, had I not deactivated my Facebook account for six months. I am currently publishing links to the blog posts on Google Plus (Don Traxler), Facebook (Donald Traxler), Twitter (@dtrax42), and Ello (@dtraxler).. Those posts that contain nudity are not, however, published to Facebook. Thank you all for your support.




Saturday, July 21, 2018

Adjusting the Fire

the woodstove insert
in the fireplace
is finicky.
there is a spot,
middle of the slot,
of the bottom vent
control--if you can
hit it,
the fire will burn
brighter and longer.
when I do hit it,
I almost remember
something
"O Mary,"
from my Catholic
grade school,
something I liked,
along with much
that I didn't,
"O Mary,"
something that was
good,
and pure,
"O Mary we crown thee"
and perfect.
"With blossoms today,"
I open the door
with the large,
glass pane,
add some wood,
and have to adjust
the fire again,
trying to get it
just right,
middle of the slot.
"Queen of the Angels,"
goddess-worship
comes easy
to me.
"Queen of the May."
and one of the girls,
one I also worshiped,
would place a crown
of flowers
on Mary's head,
like the crown
of stars
on Mother
Yemanyá.