Eating Habits

春水

Eating Habits
by Alan Balter

Tomato sauce I'm at a loss
I simply don't know why
Hardly ever, really never
Spots a worn out tie

But wear a new one, a costly blue one
A fancy silken job
If you're like me; I guarantee
With gravy, you're a slob

Spicy mustard, chocolate custard
Everybody knows
Never spill and never will
When you're wearing your old clothes

But brand new pants don't have a chance
Hanging on your hips
Melted cheese, with shocking ease
Drips right off your lips

So let's suppose food really knows
When you're dressed up fancy
I'd still conclude that eating nude
Would be very chancy.

About the Author
Alan Balter was born May 25th, 1939 in Chicago. He worked as a teacher for children with special needs before becoming a professor in the Special Education Department at Chicago State University. There, he prepared teachers for children and adolescents with learning disabilities and developmental delays. Along with Poetry for my Grandchildren and Everyone Else’s, his other publications include: Divided Apple: A Story about Teaching in Chicago, Learning Disabilities: a Book for Parents, and two novels entitled Birds of a Feather and Holden and Me.

春水

Enemy of Death
by Salvatore Quasimodo

(For Rossana Sironi)

You should not have
ripped out your image
taken from us, from the world,
a portion of beauty.
What can we do
we enemies of death,
bent to your feet of rose,
your breast of violet?
Not a word, not a scrap
of your last day, a No
to earth’s things, a No
to our dull human record.
The sad moon in summer,
the dragging anchor, took
your dreams, hills, trees,
light, waters, darkness,
not dim thoughts but truths,
severed from the mind
that suddenly decided,
time and all future evil.
Now you are shut
behind heavy doors
enemy of death.

Who cries?
You have blown out beauty
with a breath, torn her,
dealt her the death-wound,
without a tear
for her insensate shadow’s
spreading over us.
Destroyed solitude,
and beauty, failed.
You have signalled
into the dark,
inscribed your name in air,
your No
to everything that crowds here
and beyond the wind.
I know what you were
looking for in your new dress.
I understand the unanswered question.
Neither for you nor us, a reply.
Oh, flowers and moss,
Oh, enemy of death.

左岸春风

养成良好的饮食习惯，确实很重要

春水

左岸春风 发表于 2020-11-24 16:46
养成良好的饮食习惯，确实很重要

少盐，少油。。。正在优化中。。。

若兰公子

春水 发表于 2020-11-24 11:20
Enemy of Death
by Salvatore Quasimodo

春水是个精通外语的人才 ，在下失敬了！

春水

若兰公子 发表于 2020-12-14 04:31
春水是个精通外语的人才 ，在下失敬了！

靠翻译软件帮忙。。。