Babelfishing Poetry: "We Are The Engine And The Body"

Babelfishing Poetry: "We Are The Engine And The Body"


Hello!  And how are you today?  Good?  Yes?  No?  In-between?  So-so?  Comme ci, comme ça?  A little iffy?  Rather not say? Keeping it a secret? It's a mystery?  Being coy about it?  Can't decide?  Have to think about it a little longer?  Wanting to hedge your bets? Need to consult with someone about it? None of the above? All of the above?  Well, no matter how good, bad or indifferent you are feeling, it's time for more Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, change the punctuation up a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.

This week it's the Foo Fighters' "I Am A River" (listen to song here).  Enjoy. 


We Are The Engine And The Body

Hide,
Miss Terry;
Soho doors.

One.
No, I am; why do you want
metro?

No,
but yeoman patchy water,
then walks on the beach.

What is it?

The Tao of change; rather than swear by it,
flicker.
We are the engine and the body.

I am learning the value of all the
cool burn.
This is the old coal burning.

Return,
love,
a length of your life.

River.
River,
the subterranean River.

River;
what is it?
What is this, the man we want to be accurate?

I'm back in the day-stage.


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Coyote Creek Lagoon Trail

Coyote Creek Lagoon Trail


On Sunday D. and I visited the wildlife refuge's Coyote Creek Lagoon Trail, which touts itself as "one of the best trails on the Alameda County portion of the refuge for viewing, photographing, and studying water birds," claiming up to 35 species of birds can be seen.  So let's see how many we actually saw!


A view of the marsh near the trailhead.





Our first bird! A yellowlegs, all by its lonesome in a shallow pond.  Not exactly off to a rip-roaring start.





Near a flood control gate, a little clump of mushrooms catches the mild winter afternoon sun.





As we round a turn in the trail, more birds come into view: a gull and some black-necked stilts.





Eventually more and more birds are visible.  Northern shovelers are plentiful.





Oh hai!





American wigeon.





Green-winged teal.





Another look at the marsh.





A western gull stands its ground on the trail, allowing us to get quite close before deciding to fly off.





A northern harrier swoops gracefully over the marsh.





One last look before we head home.




So how many bird species did we wind up seeing?  In addition to the yellowlegs, gulls, black-necked stilts, northern shovelers, American wigeon, green-winged teal and northern harrier, we also saw sparrows, crows, egrets, mallards, coots, turkey vultures and black phoebes.  Quite a few!


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Babelfishing Poetry: "It's A Great Place To Stay"

Babelfishing Poetry: "It's A Great Place To Stay"


Hello! Are you looking forward to the weekend? Me too.  And I'm also looking forward to this week's Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, alter the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.

This week's song, on which the Babelfishing process really went to town to create a mind-bending mis-translation, is Paul Anka's "Lonely Boy" (watch video here).  Enjoy. 


It's A Great Place To Stay

We have to make a good and more good way to make the world more likely to be a state of disremy.
11: The first time the United States government has been able to make a state of dis.

"We're going to have to do this," he said.
"The first is the 'new'."

This is a very good way to make the world a world of "one day," and a "world" that is not only a "political" and "one-way" and a "one-way" way of being a "world."
We have a very good time to make a good and good-up about this.

We have to make a good and more determined and more determined and more determined that we have a solidarity boy.
11: The first time the United States government has been able to make a state of dis.

We have to go back to the world and it will not be
the first time I've been in a world where you're going to be able to make a good time.

The first is the "new" "i", "i", "i", "i", "i", "i", "i."
We have to go back to the world and we will not be able to do.

I'm going to go to the other.
I'm not a good place to stay.

I'm going to go through it.
It's a great place to stay.


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Stow Lake & Strawberry Hill

Stow Lake & Strawberry Hill


On Sunday after doing a couple of errands in San Francisco,. D. and I spent some time in Golden Gate Park at Stow Lake and Strawberry Hill.  Here are some of the pics I took.


A ring-billed gull sits on a rock at the edge of the lake.





A view toward downtown from the top of Strawberry Hill.





The convolutions of a weathered blue gum log catch the dappled afternoon sunlight.





The seed head of a sage plant.





A flotilla of mallards on Stow Lake look like they're swimming through an impressionist painting.




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Babelfishing Poetry: "The Inhabitants Of All"

Babelfishing Poetry: "The Inhabitants Of All"


Hello, how are you?  Did you have a nice New Year's Eve?  It was nice and quiet here in my new neighborhood, in contrast to the noise from illegal fireworks (and the possible occasional gunshot ) I used to hear in my previous neighborhood.  So let's enjoy 2020's inaugural episode of Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, adjust the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.

The Plastic Ono Band's "Give Peace A Chance" seems like a good song with which to begin the New Year (watch video here; advisory: contains historic news footage of police interacting with Vietnam war protestors).  Enjoy. 


The Inhabitants Of All

The second component consists of two-one-two-three-four.
Doctrine, everyone?

Dragisa Madison.
Wheat mixed.

Doctrine, Lord.
All the residents.

Allowing modern capsule transfers.
And the eye!
Bye, farewell, Rabbi Bishop and wizard's reward now,
goodbye.
All the inhabitants.

We come editorial, have completed short faction, you came, we nursing,
nursing large medium format and rendering transform negotiations in punishment.
Law regulations, note Japanese self-26 United Daily focus countries.
Everything is peace-a-chance.

Every person is talking about Japanese book!
1st Japanese Yoko Ono, landlord,
suspicion, rosemary, water,
plum, a stray restaurant, incense, annihilator,
phosphorous ratio, abalone, gold moxa,
my two children!

First U.S. safe Rosedale Greentree Shule Charmaine Plum Ai Weiwei observation Cummins barrier wild Hari Krishna, HARIHARI Krishna:
The inhabitants of all.


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