16 March 2017

My first poem in Trumpish

My most popular poems, whatever that means, have probably been my "Razovsky" poems — the ones about my father and grandfather and all those old bearded Russian guys in the crumbling photographs I have in a box in a cupboard here.

But I want a greater readership. And so I have translated my Razovsky poems into Trumpish. It was cool how they all rolled into just one concise poem.

Believe me, 
 nobody's father
has died more than mine.

Over and out.


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