Chris Port Blog #87. Poetica Latina Terribilis

© Chris Port, 2011

Sua fodit fames

sepulcrum humilis.

Martyrium est centunculus

in ore vulpis. 

~ Marty Gull

[He dug his own hunger

a shallow grave.

Martyrdom is rags

in the mouth of a jackal.]

Ego et glácies, male lunae occurrit.
Cor conatur evacuare
aqua contra operationem mare.
Tragoedia? Suus tantum aqua. 

~ Marty Gull

[Ego and ice, ill met by moonlight.

Oh the heart is a pump
working against an ocean.

Tragedy? It’s just water.]

[See Marty Says Goodbye To Bob Ratner and footnotes].

O Cor homine figentes. 
Mare est salsa aqua.
Lacrimis ne. 

~ Marty Gull

[Oh, heart of a man in danger of drowning.

The water of the sea is salty.

Not with tears.]