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      November 20, 2023Bésame en EspañolJosé Medina

      Kiss me in Spanish.
      Grab my waist and squeeze me
      against you. Wait
      a moment. Let silence
      open space for language.
      Let words
      populate
      what is
      expanding
      between us. When
      the dictionary of our
      understanding’s
      about to burst,
      lean
      forward
      slowly.
      Close your eyes.
      Part your lips.
      Invite me to the country
      where I don’t need to be
      translated.

      from #81 - Fall 2023

      José Medina

      “I wrote this poem while translating famous German poems. I don’t speak German, so it was an experiment to translate a language that I did not understand at all. The result is this poem about translation and cross-cultural living.”

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