Nims on Elephantine Critics
Poet: Bob McKenty
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ARRIVING ON A SNOWY DAY
brilliant St. John of the Cross
And Michelangelo don't dwell on loss,
Nor do his troubadours loll on the shelf;
This translator, now translated himself,
Inspirited their verses with his wits
And gave each devil of inertia fits.
What's not translatable? his own verse asks;
The universal rule is, What wears masks
Must move us like an open invitation.
Those whirling clouds of stars? John's new translation.