HaaN ji haaN
ye watamaran ki hi baat hai
k main genious bun gaya.
genious shlajam main kohlrabi hoti hai
kholrabi main kale hoti hai
jo cellophane main dhaki
frig ka under rehti hai.
files main vo chitti chamDi k logon pe
aa girti hai aur kisi konay k koop main
ikhathi rakhi hoti hai
aur kya kahoon is k siva.
***
Hard Core
BY TOMAŽ ŠALAMUN
TRANSLATED BY BRIAN HENRY
Yeah. It's only a matter
of environment if
I'm a genius.
A genius is
kohlrabi in a turnip in
kale in
cellophane
in the freezer.
In
files they descend on
the white skin and
converge in the corner's
follicles.
The ants are illuminated.
Basta.
Translated from the Slovenian
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