Poet's Corner

[eMTe]

Ive found this short poem in a book containing poems for children and did a quick translation.

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School of zen

why hare -
asks my daughter
we're sitting in the empty room
snow falls outside the window
there's no hare among us
- I don't know why hare -
I reply
her cognition and my ignorance
meet, amazed

[Scythe]

hare krishna
krishna hare
hare hare
rama rama

[eMTe]

Inspired by my recent interest in Judge Dee novels and encouraged by my friend I begun translating some of my old haiku. Basically, the problem is that English is a very simple language (and degrades even more with time), having little nuances present in national languages, so everything what's left from the translation is general meaning of what the author had in mind. But even more serious problem is to keep this meaning while still keeping to the 17 words rule. Anyway, let's try.

Blue sky was never ashamed
of the old green oak
It let its acorns hit the ground

This one dates back to 2004.

[eMTe]

I have a terrible coathanger.

[eMTe]

the bright and first
you enter life
you open eyes to watch the world
you open eyes to watch them act
you open eyes to watch them flow

you learn to hate
you learn to love
you learn to mimic and pretend

you try to face the loss of faith
you try inventing a new brand

all of a sudden tear appears
and it obscures the brightest star
the tree the stone the traffic light
they are no longer what they are

you end up but you still begin
where are you? outside? in? between?

[eMTe]

the truth is dynamic

thetruth (the truth) is hidden beneath people you want to contact and you contact

the whole concept of truth is

actually actually

sort of somewhat
or somewhat sort of

but never happy

and never offline

they pretended to be rivers but they have cecome become mountans

mountans and mountains dont well come together feel never if they ever

Oinen Coinen

Always end the embarassing and cryptic paragraph with normal and backwardish sentence. They AGS games they Kari Dizi they shoelace mothr (mother) cloud they railroad they autobahn they repeat and reveal

i see reflection of my ween
am i still outside or bit win ? ? ???

[eMTe]

unpredictabi (be/bi-beauty?) lity blocks progress and efficience

yes, you sh (or shou shou caim nd/and/a care for for [learn to use lingustic devices and forum si..hw hesingularity and unity

pity pity

they get you spanked for continuity heredity

they get you spanked for childity and happity

litycity

she will height your long hair into the greatest pastity beaufastuntyintolofti agre leniriefen debi abi lity

are you oldity or simpleenglish young spendity (negative kills

[eMTe]

i am ahead amind ahem but it doesnt make me happier hellier

elity of the past ogity makes what you define asspretty

spirit balancity

diversity city definelity

sollillusion predefinemakesyllconcludeity?

[eMTe]

in times of eight
and blames of fear
you got straight line
but no-one near

there were three bears
but one is gone

you're nothing but
the allinone

there were now two
forget the one

you can still hide
before you're gone

the only fluffy one remains
your only saint still guts and veins

you had three bears
incite your fears

before the zero one's away
where do you think they gonna stay?

[jayenkai]

I have no sense of style for dramatical readings,
Of making good use of my senses and feelings.
Instead I write poems with rhythm and rhyme,
They're the kind I grew up with, a sign of my times.

Some say they're no good, but I care not a jot,
I have oodles of fun whilst I'm writing the lot.
And if somebody whinges that they are quite lame,
I'll just sit down and write out some more of the same.

Is this dull? is it rubbish? I'm not sure any more.
I suppose that, in some ways, it may be a bore.
Never mind, it's no matter, for it took just a jiffy,
To write this short poem. A brief one. A Quicky.

[eMTe]

My mouth was spreading love today
and it was something oh so very else

My hand reached for upcoming day
and it was something oh so very strange

Who's used to live in Great Welfare
where ciggy butts stick out like Jesus' nails
and empty bottles send an S.O.S.

will miss the hill and lose the way

My mouth was spreading love today

[eMTe]

If people are already tired of what will happen
with ze zyxeMTythe state in 23499
well
who will screw their gums
who will remember their pms
who will ride their trains and cars
who will pump the frogs
who will put to sleep their sheep in 23498 (and minutes)
and seconds remember the secondsyou can still revert/b youcan stillturn the
century. you can still cry/and irony. the seconds

yes, you can still post the link.it will change everythinh of course.
M4PxY_RPBeMcoding is underor maybe even
american/english is the vowellanguage__-is the

who will dare anyway.

Nothing Ever Becomes Before It Becomes.
lightbulb is as accurate definition of planetary existence as coconut tree

[jayenkai]

I read all your poem, but I feel I should note,
that I couldn't work out half the things that you wrote.
You seem to have scrambled it, not for the better,
adding numbers and symbols where you should have used letters.

I tried to decipher it, best that I could,
but alas I was stumped, or I misunderstood.
No matter, I bothered, and I wrote this reply.
so you know that I read it, and I gave it a try.

[Zyx]

I can't calculate
syllables in English language
guess the author was drunk

[eMTe]

In the middle of great pain:
what a rain!

Millions of shiny happy suns
fall at once!

Timeless river, endless puddle
Demiurg's cuddle!

Blades of gutters!
Bounces! Splatters!
Nothing matters!

Meanwhile, not known by anyone,
lazy and naked like his bun,
a tiny wight from outer space
- called tropic island - self-invents
eMTe's poetry generator
Is he dangerous perpetrator?

[jayenkai]

I wrote an epic game, today.
It really is quite fun to play.
You hop along from floor to floor,
And then you hop along some more.

[eMTe]

We are all one huge self-recurrential reference database.
CWF, OG, trees, stones, Mendeleyev table, Kyrandia concotions,
IMDb, LemonAmiga, philosophy, poetry, Earth, Lem novels, Universe, Wiki, oceans,
spirit of being somebody else, posting something, being somebody, celebrating celebrities...we are close to...

you f uckin f ucker you must ban mplay the American Civil War from both the North and the South sides.

In the strategy part of the game, you can move your troops on a map of the US. If two opposing armies enter the same state, the battle is played out in an action sequence. Additional action sequences must be accomplished when capturing an enemy fort or train.

The game also offers a two-plae you f uckin f ucker you son of the bitch you f uckin mother f ucker born in the world of f ucking everything that can be f ucked.Yet you dont.

Poetry, philosophy, biology, science. They are the same damned f***. They are simply us, humans downgraded to what will bring us ultimately the ultimate peace and the ultimate end.

You shitty f uckers.

In the middle of Great Pain.
You get the recurrential rain.

[jayenkai]

I'm in the wrong village. I shouldn't be here.
My postman's still holding my game I hold dear.
I ordered the thing, pretty early, last year.
But since it's release, it is not coming near.

Animal Crossing is finally out,
I thought that my pre-order would be without doubt.
But the laziest postman has still not arrived, yet,
so instead I'll just sit here, and whinge on the Net.

[jayenkai]

At just after two, the postman arrived,
It was so smegging late that I thought he had died!
But alas, he was well, and just going quite slow.
The lazy old guy doesn't care how he goes.

So now I am wandering 'round in my town,
And happily larking about like a clown.
My village has cherries on all of it's trees,
Except for the ones that are just full of leaves.

[eMTe]

Here comes the celebration day
From New South Wales to Anchorage
There are announcements
Trumpets play
Here comes the celebration day

The rainbow raven on the gallows
Watches his long-awaited prey