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Poetry in Translation (CCXXVI): Mireia CALAFELL, (b. 1980, Barcelona), Catalonia, Spain, “Mâna neatingând mâna”, “ Hand not touching hand … ”

November 22nd, 2013 · Comments Off on Poetry in Translation (CCXXVI): Mireia CALAFELL, (b. 1980, Barcelona), Catalonia, Spain, “Mâna neatingând mâna”, “ Hand not touching hand … ” · Diaspora, International Media, PEOPLE, Poetry, quotations, Translations

Mâna neatingând mâna, pielea neatingând pielea,
doar gustul misterului care se dizolvă în cerul gurii,
în pauze inundate de atâta melancolie,
tremurând de frigul ce nu-l pot înfrunta,
dealungul acestor nopţi albe, cu obloanele trase.

Ochi nesărutând ochi, versuri de foc
în măduva oaselor, în măduva iubirii,
corp plin de parfum
pe silueta gâtului,
profil adumbrit, aşteptând, în confortul aşternutului.

Îţi scriu doar să-ţi spun că o sa te desluşesc, o să te devorez,
ca să parcurg lungul drum, prescris de soartă,
să te cuprind într-un singur cuvânt, dând bice delirului,
în timp ce ne vom ascunde sub orologiul
care recită versuri,
strângându-ne la piept, la nesfârşit.
Îţi scriu doar să-ţi spun, dacă te-aş desluşi, te-as strânge în braţe,
dar tu nu mai vei fi aici: vei fi început să te desprinzi de mine.

(Romanian version by:
Constantin ROMAN, London,
© 2013, Copyright Constantin ROMAN

Poetry in Translation (CCXXV): ANONYMOUS British Poet, “If only … ”, “De aş fi doar…”

November 18th, 2013 · Comments Off on Poetry in Translation (CCXXV): ANONYMOUS British Poet, “If only … ”, “De aş fi doar…” · Diaspora, International Media, PEOPLE, Poetry, quotations, Translations

If only …
(British Anonymous)

If only I were a mint leaf,
in your cocktail glass,
I would add freshness
to your eyes…

If only I were a glazed cherry,
adding a touch of colour,
I would bring a sweet-bitter taste
to your palate …

If I were a bitter lemon
in your signature cocktail,
I would add a touch of reality
to our stormy Love …

If I were an ice cube,
cajoled in your shaker,
I would extinguish the fire
of your burning desire …

If only …

(Collected by Constantin ROMAN, London,
© 2013, Copyright Constantin ROMAN)

Poetry in Translation (CCXXIV): Orhan VELI KANIK, (1914-1950), ISTANBUL, “Fish in a Bottle of Booze”, “Peşte intr-o sticlă de brandy”

November 18th, 2013 · Comments Off on Poetry in Translation (CCXXIV): Orhan VELI KANIK, (1914-1950), ISTANBUL, “Fish in a Bottle of Booze”, “Peşte intr-o sticlă de brandy” · Books, International Media, PEOPLE, Poetry, quotations, Translations

Cumpăr straie vechi.
Cumpăr haine vechi şi le croiesc in stele.
Muzica este hrana iubirii.
Ador muzica.

Scriu versuri.
Scriu versuri şi cumpăr haine vechi.
Vând haine vechi ca să cumpăr muzică.
O, dac-aş putea, doar, să fiu un peşte intr-o sticlă de brandy …

I buy old clothes.
I buy old clothes and cut them into stars.
Music is the food of love.
I love music.

I write poetry.
I write poetry and buy old clothes.
I sell old clothes and buy music;
If I could also be a fish in a bottle of booze…

Poetry in Translation (CCXXII): Giosue Carducci, (1835-1907), ITALY, Poet, “Inno a Satana”, “Imn Satanei”, “Hymn To Satan” (fragment)

November 14th, 2013 · Comments Off on Poetry in Translation (CCXXII): Giosue Carducci, (1835-1907), ITALY, Poet, “Inno a Satana”, “Imn Satanei”, “Hymn To Satan” (fragment) · International Media, Poetry, quotations, Translations

mentre sorridono
la terra e ’l sole
e si ricambiano
d’amor parole,
e corre un fremito
d’imene arcano
da’ monti e palpita
fecondo il piano;
a te disfrenasi
il verso ardito,
te invoco, o Satana,
re del convito.

Când Soarele şi Terra
îşi schimbă-n
dulci surâsuri
cuvinte de amor,
Atunci în trup palpită
un himen de arcane
din munte spre câmpie
în solul roditor;
Iar eu îţi fac ofranda
de gânduri desfrânate
când te invoc, Satană
Domniţă a Ispitei.
© 2013, Copyright Constantin ROMAN

Poetry in Translation (CCXXI): Anonymous, British Author, “Follow Your Path”

November 10th, 2013 · Comments Off on Poetry in Translation (CCXXI): Anonymous, British Author, “Follow Your Path” · Diaspora, International Media, PEOPLE, Poetry, quotations, Translations

To G.A.
Follow Your Path

Please, just follow your path,
In these sorrowful moments,
Which are, often, so brittle.
Yet, reflect our Love!

For I hope you will worship
Our wonderful longings,
Though we live in the Present,
Just to steal passing Dreams.

Whilst you’ll reach newer Havens,
Leaving the Past behind you,
I shall still be your beacon
Lighting your Road ahead!

As I’ll shepherd your Yearnings,
Striving for new Horizons,
I shall beg now to snuffle
All I cherished in you!

Poetry in Translation (CCXX): Aleksandr SOLZHENITSYN (1918-2008), Russian Poet, “Confession”, “Spovedanie”

November 7th, 2013 · 1 Comment · International Media, PEOPLE, Poetry, quotations, Translations

How easy it is to live with You, O Lord.
How easy to believe in You.
When my spirit is overwhelmed within me,
When even the keenest see no further than the night,
And know not what to do tomorrow,
You bestow on me the certitude
That You exist and are mindful of me,
That all the paths of righteousness are not barred.
As I ascend in to the hill of earthly glory,
I turn back and gaze, astonished, on the road
That led me here beyond despair,
Where I too may reflect Your radiance upon mankind.
All that I may reflect, You shall accord me,
And appoint others where I shall fail

Poetry in Translation (CCXIX): Vasko POPA (1922-1991), SERBIAN -VLACH, Poet of Serbo-Croat Expression, “Soare Orb”, “Blind Sun”

November 4th, 2013 · Comments Off on Poetry in Translation (CCXIX): Vasko POPA (1922-1991), SERBIAN -VLACH, Poet of Serbo-Croat Expression, “Soare Orb”, “Blind Sun” · Books, Diaspora, International Media, PEOPLE, Poetry, quotations, Translations

Two blighted legs
Holding a blind Sun.

The morning rays – gone to work
On the other side of the sky,
Rather than its threshold.

The Noon is beyond the Pale.
Cavorting with thunders,
She’s never at home.

The evening takes to the road,
The bedstead on her back,
She’s begging on some constellation.

Only the Night appears,
With outstretched arms,
To welcome a blind Sun.

Poetry in Translation (CCXVIII): Francesco PETRARCA (1304-1374), TUSCANY/ITALY, “Când soarele- şi purta cernită faţa”, “Era il giorno ch’al sol si scolaro” , “The day the sun’s ray had turned pale”

October 28th, 2013 · Comments Off on Poetry in Translation (CCXVIII): Francesco PETRARCA (1304-1374), TUSCANY/ITALY, “Când soarele- şi purta cernită faţa”, “Era il giorno ch’al sol si scolaro” , “The day the sun’s ray had turned pale” · Books, International Media, Poetry, quotations, Translations, Uncategorized

Când soarele-şi purta cernită faţa,
Plângând durerea zeilor din ceruri,
M-a dezarmat, surprins, şi fără vlagă,
Privirea ta ce m-a făcut ostatec.

Putere nu aveam să fug, pribeagul,
Căci suferind, adânc, atunci plecat-am
Fără-ndoieli, mereu urmându-mi soarta,
Când dintr-odată m-a lovit necazul.

Când dorul m-a surprins, aflându-şi calea
Direct în suflet, aţintind săgeata,
Nestăvilind a plânsului şuvoaie.

Căci mie-mi pare-o lipsă de onoare,
Fiind înarmat cu arcul, să se-ascundă,
Să mă rănească în această stare!

Poetry in Translation (CCXVII): Lewis Carroll (1832-1898), ENGLAND, “How doeth the Little Crocodile”, “Cum face micul crocodil”

October 20th, 2013 · Comments Off on Poetry in Translation (CCXVII): Lewis Carroll (1832-1898), ENGLAND, “How doeth the Little Crocodile”, “Cum face micul crocodil” · Diaspora, PEOPLE, Poetry, quotations, Translations

How doth the little crocodile
Improve his shining tail,
And pour the waters of the Nile
On every golden scale!
How cheerfully he seems to grin,
How neatly spreads his claws,
And welcomes little fishes in,
With gently smiling jaws!

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Şerban Veliciu: Recenzie – Deriva Continetală – Coliziunea Continentelor şi Convergenţa Culturilor”, sau – “Un Român în Derivă”

October 18th, 2013 · Comments Off on Şerban Veliciu: Recenzie – Deriva Continetală – Coliziunea Continentelor şi Convergenţa Culturilor”, sau – “Un Român în Derivă” · Books, Diaspora, OPINION, PEOPLE, Reviews, Translations

Deriva Continetală – Coliziunea Continentelor şi Convergenţa Culturilor” “Un Român în Derivă” Dr. Ing. Şerban Veliciu Profesor la Universitatea din Bucureşti, Citind “Deriva Continentală” aflăm despre meandrele carierei lui Constantin Roman, cel care a reuşit să strălucească în domenii în care, la începuturi, nu promitea prea mult. Am fost amândoi colegi de an la Facultatea […]

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