Poem
Armando Romero
BLOSSOMS OF URANIUM
The three of them arrived at the same spotThey ordered foaming drinks
They greeted the courteous multitude
All three went up to the same table
They drank smoking potions
They knew nobody
They were not uncomfortable
And lo and behold,
When all three jumped together
Over the cornice
Over the window
Over the hole
The woman at the bar said there was no reason to be afraid
Since they were a new flower brought from the East
But when they came down again and killed the whole multitude
She said before dying that there was nothing to fear
That she had come upon the wrong garden
That she was mistaken about the flower
And that instead of blossoms from Buddha
She had brought blossoms of Uranium
FLORES DE URANIO
FLORES DE URANIO
Llegaron los tres al mismo sitioPidieron espumeantes bebidas
Saludaron a la amable concurrencia
Llegaron los tres a la misma mesa
Tomaron humeantes pociones
No conocían a nadie
No estaban incómodos
Y he aquí
Que cuando los tres se encaramaron
Sobre la cornisa
Sobre la ventana
Sobre el agujero
La mujer de la cantina dijo no se asusten que ellos
eran una nueva flor traída de Oriente
Pero cuando descendieron y mataron a toda la concurrencia
Ella dijo antes de morir que no había nada que temer
Que se había equivocado de jardín
Que se había equivocado de flor
Y que en vez de traer flores de Buda
Había traído flores de Uranio
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BLOSSOMS OF URANIUM
The three of them arrived at the same spotThey ordered foaming drinks
They greeted the courteous multitude
All three went up to the same table
They drank smoking potions
They knew nobody
They were not uncomfortable
And lo and behold,
When all three jumped together
Over the cornice
Over the window
Over the hole
The woman at the bar said there was no reason to be afraid
Since they were a new flower brought from the East
But when they came down again and killed the whole multitude
She said before dying that there was nothing to fear
That she had come upon the wrong garden
That she was mistaken about the flower
And that instead of blossoms from Buddha
She had brought blossoms of Uranium
BLOSSOMS OF URANIUM
The three of them arrived at the same spotThey ordered foaming drinks
They greeted the courteous multitude
All three went up to the same table
They drank smoking potions
They knew nobody
They were not uncomfortable
And lo and behold,
When all three jumped together
Over the cornice
Over the window
Over the hole
The woman at the bar said there was no reason to be afraid
Since they were a new flower brought from the East
But when they came down again and killed the whole multitude
She said before dying that there was nothing to fear
That she had come upon the wrong garden
That she was mistaken about the flower
And that instead of blossoms from Buddha
She had brought blossoms of Uranium
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