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But how much can a toucan do, Doug? ________________________________ From bier to pit And be shut in it Then lies my house upon my nose And all my care for this world goes. Anon. ----- Original Message ----- From: "Douglas Barbour" <[log in to unmask]> To: <[log in to unmask]> Sent: Monday, March 09, 2009 4:36 PM Subject: Re: Poems: Two poems by Iannis Ritsos > And possibly the poetry also exists (at least in translations) in the > space between that 'Do' & that "Can'...? > > Doug > On 9-Mar-09, at 7:41 AM, Martin Walker wrote: > >> Actually, as you can see from this approximately alternative translation >> of "Approximately", it's not new but ca. 1966. >> http://www.windowsproject.co.uk/wbweb/wwbg41.htm >> >> mj > > Douglas Barbour > [log in to unmask] > > http://www.ualberta.ca/~dbarbour/ > > Latest books: > Continuations (with Sheila E Murphy) > http://www.uap.ualberta.ca/UAP.asp?LID=41&bookID=664 > Wednesdays' > http://abovegroundpress.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-from-aboveground-press_10.html > > It's always night or we wouldn't need light. > > Thelonious Monk