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Leave if You Can II I live in the house of poetry. I ascend her stairs slowly and leap back down. I sit in the chair of poetry, sleep in her bed, eat from her plate. Poetry has windows through which mornings and afternoons fall, and how well she suspends a teardrop how well she blows until I tumble / With this I mean to say that one basket brings both wounds and bandages.   I love poetry so much that sometimes I think I don’t love her / She looks at me, inclines her head and keeps knitting poetry. As always, I’ll be the bigger person. But how to say it / How to tell her I want to leave / honestly I want to fry my asparagus… I see her coming near with her bottle of oil and crazed skillet. I see her, her little bundle of asparagus slipping out her sleeve. Ah her freshness / her chaotic glint and the way she approaches with relentless meter.   I surrender / I surrender always because I live in the house of poetry / because I ascend the stairs of poetry and also because I come back down.     — Translated by Lisa Allen Ortiz & Sara Daniele Rivera
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Jun 10, 2023
Jun 10, 2023 at 9:02 AM UTC
Leave if You Can II by Rossella Di Paolo
sa mata ng ordinaryong nilalang: sa kalangitan madalas kayong naghahabulan nagtataguan, ng mga liwanag at ng mga nararamdaman. sa malawak na daigdaig, kayo ang nagbibigay liwanag; kayo ang hinahanap, kayo ang kailangan. ang mga bituin                                                                           ay kumikislap     patay sindi,                   'di makapirmi ang mga bituin ay   madami, 'di nag-iisa,                                                                      kun'di nagkalat na 'isa',                                                                           'di isang buo                                                                                   kun'di isang                                                                                           sansinukob ng: naghalong emosyon, 'di mapiling pagkakakilanlan, daan daang kasinungalingan makapagtago lamang; sa liwanag niya,                                                                                                                       dahil mas importante siya dahil siya ang iyong tinitingala, isang malaking bolang mainit, nag-aalab, nakakabulag. isa kang masokista, pinili mo ang mapanakit niyang init. isa kang arsonista, pinili **** makipaglaro sa apoy. 'di ka naman nag-iisa ngunit martyr ako, at ikaw ang pinili ko. siya si sol, ikaw si luna, ako ang mga bituin, kayo ang naghahabulan, ako ang kumikislap/ kumukutikutitap/ kumukurap, ako ang nagbubugulan.                                                                                                                                   bituing matagal nang patay
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May 12, 2021
May 12, 2021 at 1:03 PM UTC
siya si sol, ikaw si luna, at ako ang mga bituin tila 'di na nabigyang pansin
sa mata ng ordinaryong nilalang: sa kalangitan madalas kayong naghahabulan nagtataguan, ng mga liwanag at ng mga nararamdaman. sa malawak na daigdaig, kayo ang nagbibigay liwanag; kayo ang hinahanap, kayo ang kailangan. ang mga bituin                                                                           ay kumikislap     patay sindi,                   'di makapirmi ang mga bituin ay   madami, 'di nag-iisa,                                                                      kun'di nagkalat na 'isa',                                                                           'di isang buo                                                                                   kun'di isang                                                                                           sansinukob ng: naghalong emosyon, 'di mapiling pagkakakilanlan, daan daang kasinungalingan makapagtago lamang; sa liwanag niya,                                                                                                                       dahil mas importante siya dahil siya ang iyong tinitingala, isang malaking bolang mainit, nag-aalab, nakakabulag. isa kang masokista, pinili mo ang mapanakit niyang init. isa kang arsonista, pinili **** makipaglaro sa apoy. 'di ka naman nag-iisa ngunit martyr ako, at ikaw ang pinili ko. siya si sol, ikaw si luna, ako ang mga bituin, kayo ang naghahabulan, ako ang kumikislap/ kumukutikutitap/ kumukurap, ako ang nagbubugulan.                                                                                                                                   bituing matagal nang patay
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he's the perfect, kind of- an equation with different variables (which -coincidentally- matches with mine) that made (sneaking) finding moments          between (our)        rigid                   bodies easy; but we both know, all moments sum up to zero, is there really n o t h i n g ?
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Feb 14, 2021
Feb 14, 2021 at 4:13 PM UTC
anagrams are made to decode, not just to read it Limear