Once upon a time I knew enough Latin to write Latin poetry... maybe. You be the judge 😛
Interclusa
Numquam futuro lacrima-
tur sanguinem corpus meum.
Cum candet luna alvus mea
videtur esse ingens pirum.
Nitor genibus in nive ululo-
que frigido exanimique. Dum
capra parit infecunda sum.
Aestas
In herbis altis aridis
clandestinis duae fidis
confirmant amicitiam.
Ocellis pullioribus
et quasi aquam manibus
complexis spargunt gratiam.
In case you want a cheatsheet, here are the translations I kept stashed with the poems deep, deep in my electronic basement --
ReplyDeleteThe Isolated
My body weeps tears of blood
for my never-to-be child.
When the moon glows, my womb
becomes a bursting pear.
I fall on my knees in the dull,
lifeless snow and wail. While the
she-goat bears young, I am barren.
Summer
In the tall, dry grass,
two strengthen their friendship
with faithful secrets.
With dark eyes
and clasped hands
they scatter grace like water.