July 26th, 2019

Babelfishing Poetry: "Tao House"

Babelfishing Poetry: "Tao House"

OK, boys and girls, ready or not, 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, alter the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.

Since I have been moving into my new home lately, I feel this week's featured song, Jon & Vangelis' "I'll Find My Way Home," is particularly apropos (listen to song here).  Enjoy. 

Tao House

Where to start, I am asked.
What's a guilty disposition?
This is where you are to me.

"Well, I don't know," he said.
"But I have failed. I am learning."

What cannot be turned back?
The home of Tao.

The Sun! East, wake up!
Even the inhabitants of my accelerator.

But when you are to me and to
you can always identify, all forgive me.

You are inoperable,
secretly in love.

It is a link;
you get there.

Close friends said,
"Who are the people living in the language of value?"

The wild improvisations of his speaking guitar will come true.
Begin each chapter.

Global only,
then natural after melting.

And my hands only,
but somewhere, not yet.

But the power again,
not yet able to increase the reward.

One, the only,
Tao House.