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Three Bilingual Tanka<\/strong><\/span> by Gabriel Rosenstock<\/em><\/p>\n Kerouac 1<\/strong> was written in response to a seldom-cited socialist manifesto by Jack Kerouac (1922-1969), novelist and haiku master:<\/p>\n Shorter hours will provide the labourer with a new desire to live, not to be a productive animal, but to have time to be a man, to have time to enjoy the rights of man in the use of his divine intellect, a gift of God that is overlooked by our overlords of the present Industrial Era.<\/em><\/p>\n giorraigh an l\u00e1 d\u00fainn, ~ .<\/p>\n Kerouac 2<\/strong> was written in response to an early story by Kerouac, As I was approaching the rail crossing near the old depot that we have in my home town, I had to lean against a sagging fence (black with soot-years) for fully ten minutes while a mighty locomotive went by freighting ninety-six cars…<\/em><\/p>\n ….and the thought arose, why didn\u2019t this locomotive, its cars and its cargo belong to him and to his fellow men? He asks, as a child might ask:<\/p>\n Who covets these great things, so that myself and my fellow men are not heir to their full use?<\/em><\/p>\n mist\u00e9ir is ea \u00e9 ~<\/p>\n it\u2019s a mystery \u00a0<\/p>\n Kerouac 3<\/strong> was sparked off by the following passage from an early short piece by Kerouac, The Wound of Living<\/em>: <\/p>\n I am a New Englander . . . a New Englander removed. Unlike Emerson and Thoreau, my real roots are not set in New England, though I was born there; my roots come from Brittany, and my people were hardy fishermen, like those in Synge and Loti . . .<\/em><\/p>\n an smaoin\u00edm orthu \u2013 ~
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a Thiarna, chun go bhfeicf\u00ed
r\u00e9 nua Kerouac:
sciath\u00e1in aingil ag p\u00e9acadh
tr\u00edn\u00e1r gcraiceann ainmh\u00edoch!<\/p>\n
Lord, shorten these hours
so that a new era dawns
as Kerouac dreamed:
angelic wings come, sprouting,
from this brute animal skin!<\/p>\n
The Mystery<\/em>, in which he speculates on the nature of ownership:<\/p>\n
conas nach bhfuil sciar againn
de gach a bhfuil ann
c\u00e9n f\u00e1th a dtaisceann daoine
n\u00edos m\u00f3 n\u00e1 a nd\u00f3thain mhaith?<\/p>\n
why we all don\u2019t have a share
in God\u2019s great bounty
why do men squirrel away
more than they\u2019ll need in one life?<\/p>\n
mo shinsir? deacair a r\u00e1
conas iad a bhrath
a ngn\u00e1sanna a shamhl\u00fa
a dteanga, a dteacht i dt\u00edr<\/p>\n
do I think of them \u2013
my ancestors? yes and no
how to conjure them
imagine their existence
how they spoke, all their struggles<\/p>\n