Long Sud Poems

 Translation of Eric Mottram’s A Faithful Private - 1 by T. Wignesan

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My Arkea Ultime Challenge race,
Solo race around the world,
It is the poetry that I trace day by day,
My trimaran is happiness and its sails,
I can go around the world, with,
From my home port, Brest,
Crossing Cape...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s PEACE PROJECT 9 - le Projet de la paix 9 by T. Wignesan

…………………..Comme gel sous l’eau noire, sommeil fatale, crapaud.  
………..’Sade’ - Le Marteau sans Maître - (René) Char

la laideur...

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I was born at the tail end of the Goldhawk Road
Which runs through Shepherds Bush 
Like an artery, 
And in the mid 1960s,
Served as one of the great centres 
Of the London Mod movement, 
But...

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The Boy from the Tail End of the Goldhawk Road

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The Boy from the Tail End of the Goldhawk Road

I was born Carl Robert Halling at the tail end of the Goldhawk Road which runs through...

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Dear Shari Todd – written July 29, 2015

While rifling thru outdated writing, 
     which virtual thumbing
     wrought non deadly chancre “FAKE” blister
(long thee envy o' this wordy...

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Conquistador, for you, my queen,
I want to conquer your heart, cursed star
I want to possess your revolt, and all that is predicted tomorrow,
Conquistador, Conquistador,
I want to tame your eyes, ferocious tigers
I want to share your...

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Surface tension
Third dimension
Imperfect sphere
Rays interfere
Spectral contours
Numbers ensure
Hydroxide base
Light interface

Occam's cutlass
Logic's numbness
Can not destroy
Our childish joy
Ever humble
Soap sud bubble

Magical wide eyed wonder
Capturing a father's heart
Blowing bubbles
Soapy sorcery
Daughter's delight
Laughing
Must hold
Must keep
Must treasure

He stayed her tiny hands
These are...

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(English and Klingon versions)

As cold as it gets on Planet Zero
Light years away from home alone
Crystal clear diamond mountains glow
Over jagged black landscapes of granite
A green sun emanates illusions of blue
No warmth in winter or...

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Your past life always haunts you in some way in your future,

Whether you're a small time drug dealer or a born again shooter,

Every once in a while I get a drug dealers dream,

I get caught,...

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bewildered, i try to find a chapter in which a comforting compromise is inevitable
awestruck, i seek the majestic bookmark that restores that definitvive warmth to my hypothermiated soul
i need your warm hand on my heart...

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This evening in our flat there rose a flood
That made our rooms and entrance hall a lake
As unattended bath-taps churned the sud
Into a foaming torrent by mistake 

Our darling daughter whom we shall not name
Had...

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Chantons tous avec le coeur
La Croix de Malte est ma bannière
Vous avez un nom du héros portugais 
Vasco da Gama, votre renommée a été faite
Votre immense foule est très heureuse
Nord-sud, nord-sud de ce Brésil
Ton étoile,...

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The horizon cuts straight, long, hard
silently declining less than a degree

like toys across a cartoon’s one frame stillness
a small yacht rocks like a child’s boat
a helicopter putters, a small jet silently
bellies over the sea thundering...

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Surefooted, sure fisted,razor tough
If I should fight that war again
I would want one for the going rough
Like yourself,
Fair and fractured 
When the friendship slough
No claim to be a paragon of anything
Just an average man in...

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Write their names in better than the dark mud 
Where they died; their life like the wasted sud 
Of washed out things; they were the soldiers of the village 
The warriors of a hidden war...

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Defunctive smoke
From the brain
Rankles the soul:
An eternity of ignorance.

There are no marrams for skin.

Marquetry of bones
Intricacy assumes
Hoodwinking eyes
That see only nudes.

Whining gin.

Phthisic mind
Transhumanizes darkness
Swaddling rain
In a hollow pearl.

Aperient paraffin.

Happiness now:
Being straddled in the sun,
Juvescence:
Fustigating the...

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Also named the hummingbird vine
the hummingbirds adore this bud
it is a perennial beauty 

a star shaped flower so divine; 
with varied shades it loves to flood
the garden, she is so lovely 

that the bearded thornbills...

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