EPÍSTOLAS PARA PABLO
Don Pablo está en la prisión.
Paul's in prison. Paul?
His only subject is joy. Gozo.
Gracias y paz y gozo.
Don't listen to the dogs, he says,
Don't listen to the dogs.
Los pinches perros.
Porque él lo he perdido todo.
¿De qué se jacta usted, Jactancioso?
Me? Are you talking to me?
¿Eres serguidor?
What says the poem about the knife cutting the bread?
Even the knife must be thanked.
Dentro la canción no hay fronteras.
Temor y temblor.
Every knee should bow.
He did? He emptied himself?
He wanted another milkshake.
Blues for Pablo.
Miles, Miles, Miles.
Don Pablo en prisión
da da da da daa
da da
da da da da da
da da da da da
Chanoyu? Cada rodillo.
Not much choreography from me, no.
Get the pour right
so we drink the same tea
In Philippians? Fear and trembling
Padecimiento. The suffering.
Get the suffering right.
If you don't do that
What--Todo.
Everything--Everything's on the table
There won't be any getting up off the tatami
Drop him a line, escuche la canción otra vez,
Cante, cante, send him a card in the mail.
Jim Bodeen
14 March 2020
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