Reading easy, reading The Night Ocean
by Paul La Farge,
at the bottom of a page,
a poet read: In the
courtyard, the students were
The rest of the line was blank.
He appropriated the blank
and turned the novel into a poem:
pencilled after '... were'
'mouthing and wildstyling in the sand
possible names for their band
or crude truths about their land'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I'll have to look for the book.