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GOS'POZHO! NE GO'VORYA' BALGARSKI (Madame! I Don’t Speak Bulgarian!) ( for Onelia ) I stand outside your world all voiced & unvoiced consonants (& yes I know voiced consonants can become voiceless but only in certain positions.) ‘mislya...’pisha (to think...to write) It’s all Cyrillic to me. Only able to enjoy the shape of it! б There is an O with a scarf billowing over its right shoulder that really is a b. (Reminds me of Isadora Duncan driving to her death her scarf getting caught in the wheel.) A capital Ɓ that is a v (Oh yeah? Yeah!) A large З that looks like a pair of ******* looking down from above from the side. (And Lord save us it’s...a z!) An X that’s a h! (I see...I see!) Ф An apple being cut in two by a knife once again looking down from above ...that’s an f. (Yes? Yes!) Something that could be a starburst Ж (zh...zh...zh) Such a treasure! Or a strong man clasping two ladies by the waist swooning to him in a tango one on either side. An Я looking the wrong way (Ya? Ya!) И Two capital I’s hanging out together with the I (i...i...i) on the right with its hand on the left one’s *** (naughty vowel...naughty vowel) Й And an other two I’s up to the same shenanigans but with half a halo over their heads as if they only wanted to be half good! Maybe one day I’ll learn A little Bulgarian (dogo’dina... dogo’dina) ((next year...next year)) But right now it’s all pictures to me that dash across my imagination. Stra’hotna ‘roklya! Iz’ghezhdash prek rasno! (Fabulous dress!) (You look great!)
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Nov 11, 2015
Nov 11, 2015 at 5:04 PM UTC
GOS'POZHO! NE GO'VORYA' BALGARSKI (Madame! I Don’t Speak Bulgarian!)
GOS'POZHO! NE GO'VORYA' BALGARSKI (Madame! I Don’t Speak Bulgarian!) ( for Onelia ) I stand outside your world all voiced & unvoiced consonants (& yes I know voiced consonants can become voiceless but only in certain positions.) ‘mislya...’pisha (to think...to write) It’s all Cyrillic to me. Only able to enjoy the shape of it! б There is an O with a scarf billowing over its right shoulder that really is a b. (Reminds me of Isadora Duncan driving to her death her scarf getting caught in the wheel.) A capital Ɓ that is a v (Oh yeah? Yeah!) A large З that looks like a pair of ******* looking down from above from the side. (And Lord save us it’s...a z!) An X that’s a h! (I see...I see!) Ф An apple being cut in two by a knife once again looking down from above ...that’s an f. (Yes? Yes!) Something that could be a starburst Ж (zh...zh...zh) Such a treasure! Or a strong man clasping two ladies by the waist swooning to him in a tango one on either side. An Я looking the wrong way (Ya? Ya!) И Two capital I’s hanging out together with the I (i...i...i) on the right with its hand on the left one’s *** (naughty vowel...naughty vowel) Й And an other two I’s up to the same shenanigans but with half a halo over their heads as if they only wanted to be half good! Maybe one day I’ll learn A little Bulgarian (dogo’dina... dogo’dina) ((next year...next year)) But right now it’s all pictures to me that dash across my imagination. Stra’hotna ‘roklya! Iz’ghezhdash prek rasno! (Fabulous dress!) (You look great!)
donall-dempsey
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Nov 11, 2015
Nov 11, 2015 at 5:04 PM UTC
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