TRANSLATION

There is some elation

In translation

And a transformation

In a trance, one looks at

The change in language,

Gender, sometimes

Culture, nation, race, caste or class

The pleasure and pain

Of finding

Some equivalence,

Of not belonging

And belonging

A trans game

Of sometimes becoming another

Of making another

Become yet another

Or somewhere nearer the self- same

To be read as two lines

Sometimes converging

In meaning, or form

Discovering the deep connections

Or diverging, eroding, adding to,

Evading, inventing, taking to a slipping

Of the tongue, playfully partaking

In its soul while missing elsewhere

Always a trans game

That much and more

Like a wind blown seed

From alien pollen

Fertilized in the unknown

And taking to the air

Whispering, chanting,

Transfigured in the skies

Germinating on a patch of soil

Or dying on a deserted morning.

PRIJAVA

Postoji neka ushićenja
U prevodu
I transformacija
U transu čovjek gleda
Promjena jezika,
Pol, ponekad
Kultura, nacija, rasa, kasta ili klasa
Užitak i bol
Otkrivanja
Neke ekvivalencije,
Ne pripadam
I pripadnost
Trans igra
Ponekad postati drugi
Od stvaranja drugog
Postani još jedan
Ili negde bliže samom sebi
Da se čita kao dva retka
Ponekad se konvergiraju
U značenju, ili obliku
Otkrivanje dubokih veza
Ili se razilaze, erodiraju, dodaju u
Izmičući se, izmišljajući, skidajući se
Od jezika, razigrano učestvujući
U svojoj duši dok drugdje nedostaje
Uvek trans igra
Toliko i više
Poput sjemena puhanog vjetra
Od vanzemaljskog polena
Gnojiva u nepoznato
I uzimanje u vazduh
Šaputanje, pjevanje,
Preobraženo u nebo
Klijanje na mrlju tla
Ili umire napušteno jutro.