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Saturday, December 14, 2013

El Vaja Definitivo By Juan Ramon Jimenez


El Vaja Definitivo
By Juan Ramon Jimenez 

(The Definitive Journey
Translation by Lila Robertson, 2002)

...Y yo me ire. Y se quedaran los pajaros cantando,
y se quedara mi huerto, con su verde arbol, 
y con su pozo blanco.

Todas las tardes, el cielo sera azul y placido, 
y tocaran, como esta tarde estan tocando
las campanas del campanario.

Se moriran aquellos que me amaron, 
y el pueblo se hara nuevo cada año, 
y en el rincon aquel de mi huerto florido y encalado, 
mi espíritu errara nostaljico...

Y yo me ire, y estare solo, sin hogar, 
sin arbol verde, sin pozo blanco, 
sin cielo azul y placido...
y se quedaran los pajaros cantando.

..and I will be gone. And the birds will still be singing, 
and here will stay my field, with it’s tree so green
and it’s white well.

Every evening, the sky will be blue and peaceful, 
and the bells will play, like they play this evening, 
together in the church tower.

Those, the ones who loved me, will die, 
and the village will become new with each year, 
and in that corner of my flowered and whitewashed field
my spirit will wander longingly...

And I will be gone, and I’ll be alone, with no home, 
without any tree so green, without any a white well…
without a blue and peaceful sky…
And the birds will still be singing.

Monday, December 9, 2013

Eternity

Gone are all the restless cares 
That kept me from the sea 
Swept with out a trace into 
The endless starlit dream. 

And all of my illusions 
Fall, like snowflakes in a heap, 
Without a sound, collapsing in
A cascade of debris.

Until there's nothing left except 
The very heart of me. 

And everywhere I look around, 
As far as eye can see, 
Roaring darkness beckons to 
Engulf me in it's stream. 

As rushing waves, crash hard, 
Against the seawall, through the night, 
' Till sunrise burns the morning sky,
Devouring the night. 

And deep within this empty-scape 
A seagull's piercing cry, 
Winging towards eternity, 
If only I could fly. 

Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Oh my! Oh me!

Oh my oh me, 
I need to pee, 
While curled up here, 
So sleepily. 

Deep down inside 
My cozy bed, 
The covers pulled 
Over my head.

It's so unfair! 
I clutch my hair, 
It's just ...it's very 
Cold out there!  

1000 miles 
From here to there.
I have to pee, 
(I don't care where.) 

Did someone nosy,  
Move the John, 
While I lay dozing, 
Before dawn? 

It used to be 
Across the room, 
But now it's moved  
Up near the moon.  

The longer that I try to stay 
Curled up down here in this warm place  
The farther it seems far away.  

So, quickly now, 
Be brave! Be strong!
Suck in my gut! 
It shan't be long! 

(Oh! That was not 
Too smart of me
I think that I 
Just popped something....) 

I turn to God, 
For strength, and hope, 
He whispers gently
"Don't think of boats!"

Temperance, prudence,
Time heals all" 
I curl into 
A tighter ball. 

Perhaps if I
Go back to sleep, 
I'll wake up from 
This anguished  dream.

A dream filled full 
Of hopeful wishing, 
That I could be 
Gently pishing.

But, alas, 
Cruel fate, is mine, 
The spirit wills 
(T'would be divine.) 

As thoughts encircle, 
Plans of tryin'
Here in bed, 
I stay, denyin'..." 

I can do this! 
Yes, of course; 
Now.... concentrate 
And Use the Force....

Relinquish need 
Relax and breath, 
(Just not too much, 
and not too deep!) 

It's all bout focus
Hocus pocus
When mind's  over matter, 
There IS no more bladder 

And....
Now my belly 
Start to ache, 
The pee is creeping
To my face. 

If I don't get me out of bed,
It's gonna creep untill  my head, 
And when I go, it shall be said- 
"She used her eyes to pee, instead." 

Oh my oh mee, 
I need to pee, 
While curled up here, 
So sleepily. 

I want to go,
I want to stay, 
Oh! What a way 
To start my day. 

My heart is here
My heart is there, 
Too bad I can't be 
Everywhere. 

Here goes, 
I think I better run, 
So long, dear friend, 
It's been some fun! 

I dash there fast! 
To find another, 
Got there, first. 
Ain't life a bummer?