Poesis Latina A Marco Moskowitz scripta
Latin Poetry by Marc Moskowitz

Poemata omnia ab hoc poeta / All poems by this poet

Poemata Domestica
Domestic Poems

Poemata haec de vita mea tractant.
These poems deal with my life.

Hora Diei Primula

Systema: hexameter dactylicus
Hexametri de mane meum.

Hora diei primula vixdum frigida luxit
cum piget horologi nostros tardos crepitando.
Femina, feles perdormiscunt, stragula cedo.
Angustum trans andronem erro, istic lavor ut non
crines pernodosus et halitum odorior essem.
Somniculosa surrectura, palla cubilis
rursus in uncillum exuitur. Vestes solitatos,
qui mihi (ne caream satis ordinis atque negoti)
induerendi sunt, sumo de sede geroque.
10  Si tempus superest, edimus; sique hora secunda
nondum deinde acta est, a nobis prandia nostra
componuntur. Ad omniferum carrum atque laborem,
per vicos, e vicino, proficiscor eacum.

First Hour of the Day

This is a poem about my morning, in dactylic hexameter.

The cold first hour of the day has scarcely come to light
when the clock vexes us, the sluggish ones, with its noisemaking.
The woman, the cat, they keep on sleeping, I let them have the covers.
I wander across the narrow hallway, I wash there so that
my hair won't be tangled, nor my breath overly fragrant.
The sleepy one is about to rise, so the bedclothes
get taken off back onto their little hook. My over-accustomed clothes,
which, lest I lack sufficient class and business,
I must put on, I take from their place and wear.
10  If there is time, we eat; if the second hour
has not then passed, our lunches by us
are assembled. To the all-carrying cart and work,
through the quarters of the city and out of the neighborhood, I set out with her.

Permagna Hispida Vox

Systema: elegia

Permagna hispida vox, qua personitante repertus
  est semper questus Perseos, heu! periit.
Perseus feles in domus familiae meae erat. XVII annos habens mortuus est Augusto mense anno MCMXCVII.

The Great Hairy Voice

The great hairy voice, by which resounding was carried forth
  Always the complaint of Perseus, (woe!) has perished.
Perseus was a cat in my childhood home, who died in August 1997 at the age of 17.

Ludit Amata Pila

Ludit amata pila, sed eam spectare vetat me,
  ludere inepte se ne videam metuit.
scribere non semper possum. Quoquomodo specto.
  En pila reticulo quassa iterum atque iterum est!
Quærit nunc animum num forte adverterer actum.
  Toto absurda meo pectore amata mea.

My Beloved Plays Ball

My beloved plays ball, but forbids me to watch her,
  She fears that I might see her play inexpertly.
I can't always write. I watch anyway.
  Behold, the ball is smashed again and again with the racket!
Now she asks if I happened to notice that last deed.
  This illogical one, beloved with all my heart.

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