Bilingual Poet’s Dilemma - by
What’s beautiful in Sign,
Is boring in a line,
What’s pretty in a line,
Is confusing in Sign.
What’s beautiful in Sign,
Is boring in a line,
What’s pretty in a line,
Is confusing in Sign.
A yellow dawn breaks on the airport of my childhood
Thick air of spices and warmth and tenderness
Enters my nose and brings out a wave of nostalgia
And here I am, the home of my soul
Don Meuang embraced me like a long lost lover
‘It sounds very very high’
/
/ and she sobs for the joy of it,
/ for the reds and blues of it,
/ the shock, the…
The slight hearing loss / we each suffer from / means we sometimes / fail to catch the sense /…