Sunday, 24 July 2011

myrinos

Time topples Statyllios like a doddery oak

Time topples Statyllios like a doddery oak

Death hauls the old queen off, but before he goes,
He solemnly dedicates to the God of Cock:

His summer frocks dyed Dayglo puce
One shoulder-length, blonde, greasy, lacquered wig
Two glittering, sequined, high-heeled shoes
An overnight grip stuffed full of drag
And flutes smelling of cachous and booze.

trans by tony harrison

2 comments:

strangepress said...

The Swiss lounge is blowing my mind. Thanks!

swiss said...

trying my best!