Day: September 4, 2003

My Uncle, surprisingly, forwarded this along – it was amusing enough, I thought, to share.

How to say “I Love You” in 25 languages . . . .

English . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . I Love You
Spanish . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Te Amo
French . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Je T’aime
German . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . lch Liebe Dich
Japanese . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Ai Shite Imasu
Italian . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Ti Amo
Chinese . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . Wo Ai Ni
Swedish . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Jag Alskar
Alabama, Arkansas, Florida, Kansas, Oklahoma, Texas, North Carolina, South Carolina, Georgia, Tennessee, Missouri, Mississippi, Montana, Louisiana, & Kentucky. . . . . . . . . . . . . Nice Ass, Get in the truck

Less angry today…
as if the wind broke up the flat angst
with the rythmic chop
of every seventh ripple
of a seventh wave cresting in
samite foam.

The grey of the sky – like shining slate
cracks here and there where
Apollo’s whimsy seeks
the drip drip lips of the river
beneath the huge bridges
straddling the thighs of her shores.

It is the green that breaks the sadness
visible more clearly the further south
we wind.

The green offset by the buzz and humm
and bustling traffic bugs.

I wish I had Palisades.