Two Untitled Poems

by Tomaž Šalamun / by John Bradley

1:

Ženska in smrt sta sestri.
Mati in smrt—sestri.
Moški in smrt—brata.
Oče in smrt—brata.
Človek in smrt, dva
ljubimca.
Jaz—beli drevored—
Oba.

2:

Ti si moj angel.
Usta, posuta s kredo
Služabnik obreda sem.
Nedotaknjen

Bele gobe na belem polju.
V ravnini ognja.

Jaz po zlatem prahu hodim.

1:

Fencing makes you smart sometimes.
Hot tea can make you smart—sometimes.
Money can make you smart—briefly.
Ice can make you smart—briefly.
Clover makes you smarter, dull
letterwriter.
Just—belly devoured—
Open.

2:

Yes, you, my angel.
You used to, possibly in a cradle
Slowly but always sooner.
A meadow talking in its sleep.

Barely gone no beetle pulls you.
I ravine your oxygen.

Just please slap me pretty hard.