You seem like one of
those North Side mystics,
it's that mystery
in your eye...
and yes...
i know the North Side boast's
of curious pith, and but too
various surreptitious exploits.
There's this curious yoga cult
they convene late at night
these arcane yogis
that lay intimate with friends.
It's a palsy-walsy convention
there, in accommodating postures,
there ... surreptitious
and up there, under those
city stairs
You can hear them
late at night, if you're
into quiet walks. Up there
under those North Hills
access stairs
and in these...
palsy-walsy postures
One wonder's at such,
this provocative lot.
Do YOU … live on the North Side?
Do YOU … do yoga?
Palsy … Walsy … Yoga?
.? .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem