Poem
Julian Talamantez Brolaski
MURTHER ON THE GOWANUS
MOORD OP DE GOWANUS
zwel me n belrobuuste olie
suverlicst in sindael
ghenamigst in gortroc
ecce wie kom
inne perzisch gewaad
un monodatische marmol
mariniers konden u niet takelen
wier ogen zeewaarts gingen in kolkende noordooster
beukend op de monding van de gowanus
wanboff opgerand
sludgie alack, aan dek
soms kan kamperfoelie ruiken naar MOORD
je stralende gestalte tot olie wedergekeerd
je helm wordt nu een korf voor bijen
het was geen droom ik lag klaarlicht wakker
olij ontloken chromaat, incarnaat
het e/o/ander blijft
me testen op tb
is beleefder niet te praten over
beestachtig p.o.v.
ridic
als een succubus die eiloof spuugt
goddelijk subtieler
monstruositeit
zeker weten dat het rook naar moord
gecrêped en gecrinoleerd langs de kanis
m/e speld in victoriaanse westernstijl
tot ik ooit een plompere sludgie zie zwemmen
eeuwigals bolronde
boeddha – pats verbluft
eeuwigals leo met hun vrienden
in hecht patroon marcherend
naar de zonverlichte binnenlanden
© Vertaling: 2014, Erik Bindervoet & Robbert-Jan Henkes
MURTHER ON THE GOWANUS
swell me a bowlwith lusty oil
brightest under bis
geynest under gore
ecce who com
inna persian vestment
un monodatal voll
marines cd not hoist thee whos eyes go seaward noreaster reeling
thrashing at the mouth of the gowanus
mischance upbrimmd
sludgie helas, aloft
sometimes honeysuckle can smell like MURTHER
yr shining form to oil hath returned
yr helmet now shall make a hive for bees
it was no dream I lay broad waking
oil blossomd green, incarnadine
s/thing keeps
on testing me for tb
is politer not to talk about
beastly p.o.v.
ludic
like a succubus vomiting ivy
lordly subtler
grotesquerie
you can bet it smelled like murther
creped and crinolinnd along the noggin
w/ a victorian western pin
till I may see a plumper sludgie swim
everlike rotund
buddha—smack aghast
everlike leo and their friends
marching in lockstep
to the sunlit uplands
© 2011, Julian Talamantez Brolaski
From: gowanus atropolis
Publisher: Ugly Duckling Presse, Brooklyn, NY
From: gowanus atropolis
Publisher: Ugly Duckling Presse, Brooklyn, NY
Julian Talamantez Brolaski
(United States of America, 1978)
Julian Talamantez Brolaski is a two-spirit and transgender poet of mixed Mescalero and Lipan Apache, Latin@, and European heritages. Brolaski has published four poetry collections, including Of Mongrelitude (Wave Book, 2017), which was a Finalist for the Lambda Literary Award. It is also the lead singer and rhythm guitarist in the country bands Juan & the Pines and the Western Skyline. Brolaski...
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MURTHER ON THE GOWANUS
swell me a bowlwith lusty oil
brightest under bis
geynest under gore
ecce who com
inna persian vestment
un monodatal voll
marines cd not hoist thee whos eyes go seaward noreaster reeling
thrashing at the mouth of the gowanus
mischance upbrimmd
sludgie helas, aloft
sometimes honeysuckle can smell like MURTHER
yr shining form to oil hath returned
yr helmet now shall make a hive for bees
it was no dream I lay broad waking
oil blossomd green, incarnadine
s/thing keeps
on testing me for tb
is politer not to talk about
beastly p.o.v.
ludic
like a succubus vomiting ivy
lordly subtler
grotesquerie
you can bet it smelled like murther
creped and crinolinnd along the noggin
w/ a victorian western pin
till I may see a plumper sludgie swim
everlike rotund
buddha—smack aghast
everlike leo and their friends
marching in lockstep
to the sunlit uplands
From: gowanus atropolis
MURTHER ON THE GOWANUS
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