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Poetry in English (XCIV): Constantin ROMAN – “Ode to a British Chicken”

October 13th, 2011 · Comments Off on Poetry in English (XCIV): Constantin ROMAN – “Ode to a British Chicken” · Diaspora, OPINION, Poetry

Poetry in English (XCIV): Constantin ROMAN – “Ode to a British Chicken”

Ode to a British Chicken

My British Chicken,
I’m truly smitten
‘cause, if you vanished
I ‘d be really lost.

I‘d rather have you roasted,
As without you
My Menu, on the spot,
Will soon be tossed.

My ever-present chick,
You’re inexpendable
My gas ring will be pining
Without you

And British Gas,
For sure, will be insolvent,
As its best client,
Now will go to pass.

My dearest fowl
You got a life in prison
With all your sisters, without rhyme or reason,
All jam packed cheek by jowl.

In batteries you are now a statistic,
Industrial gulag, which puts to shame
A number rather more characteristic
Of Soviet era, at its grimmest game.

My dearest Supermarket, I’m addicted
To buy for ever all your tasteless junk,
As my dependency is now to be predicted
A boring number of a faceless skunk.

Your sheer manipulation, so disgusting,
Is flying in the face of common sense.
Blindfolded crowds are being hold to ransom,
Automatons with limbs, but without brains..

In my despair I’ll try to be more vocal
But am afraid, as being middle-class,
I will be deemed to fart above my station
And turn my reputation to an ass.

Poetry in Translation (XCII & XCIII): – Tomas Tranströmer, Nobel Prize 2011

October 8th, 2011 · Comments Off on Poetry in Translation (XCII & XCIII): – Tomas Tranströmer, Nobel Prize 2011 · PEOPLE, Poetry, quotations, Translations, Uncategorized

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Premiul Nobel pentru Literatura, 2011 – Tomas Tranströmer (n. 1931, Suedia)

Dupà Moarte
de Tomas Tranströmer (n. 1931, Suedia)

Cândva a fost o ràbufnire
lasând în urmà o dârà lungà, ca o coadà de cometà.
Ramânem închişi in casà. Pe televizor imaginile devin şterse.
Picàturi de apà încremenesc pe fire de telefon.

Sub raze de iarnà, încà mai poţi aluneca uşor cu sania,
printre copacii care-au pàstrat doar doua frunze,
ca nişte pagini rupte din anuarul telefonic.,
nişte nume încremenite de frig.

Poate este de necrezut sà-ţi auzi bàtaia inimii
Dar pe undeva, umbra, poate ar fi mai aevea dacât trupul.
Samuraiul ràmâne doar o copie ştearsà
faţà de platoşa lui de balaur, cu solzi negri .

In Româneşte de Constantin ROMAN
(Londra, Octombrie, 2011)

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Pereche
Tomas Tranströmer (n. 1931, Suedia)
(Premiul Nobel pentru Literatura, 2011)

Ei sting lumina, dar becul ràmâne încà, pentru o clipà,
incandescent, înainte ca sà se dizolve, ca o pastilà,
într-un pahar de întuneric. Apoi o ràbufnire.
Pereţii hotelului zboarà in întunericul cerului.
Zvâcnirile lor au devenit mai tandre, si au adormit,
Dar gândurile lor làuntrice se împreuneazà
Ca doua dâre de acuarelà care se contopesc
şi curg laolaltà pe pagina umedà, de caiet, al unui şcolar.
E întuneric si liniste. Dar cetatea s-a apropiat mai mult
în noaptea asta. Cu obloanele trase. Casele s-au adunat.
Imbulziţi, stau de veghe, lipiţi,
o droaie de oameni, cu feţe oarbe.

In Româneşte de Constantin ROMAN
(Londra, Octombrie, 2011)
Copyright 2011 © Constantin ROMAN

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Poetry in Translation (XCI): Radu GYR – (Ridică-te, Gheorghe, ridică-te, Ioane!) Arise, brother Andrew, arise, brother John!

September 27th, 2011 · 4 Comments · PEOPLE, Poetry, quotations, Translations

Radu GYR – (Ridică-te, Gheorghe, ridică-te, Ioane!) Arise, brother Andrew, arise, brother John!

It is not for the sake of a bread on your table,
it is neither for pastures and nor for the stock,
it is rather for living a peace which is stable:
arise brother Andrew, arise brother Jock!

For the sake of your kinsmen who died in the ditches
for the hymns that you sang as you stood in the dock
for the tears of the heavens, as you pained in the shackles
arise brother Andrew, arise brother Jock!

It is not for the anger resounding your body
it’s instead for the sake of your cry to the world,
for the distant horizons with a brimful of planets,
arise brother Andrew, arise brother Jock!

If you wish to regain all the ancestral freedoms,
through the heavenly gates your admission to gain,
break to pieces the shackles which are cutting your body,
arise brother Andrew, arise brother Jock!

As prostrate you may wish once again to embrace
all that’s left from the blaze of your family’s hearth
they all gently come back to take hold of your soul
arise brother Andrew, arise brother Jock!

Arise brother Andrew, by freeing your shackles!
Arise brother Jock, back again on your bones!
Alight to the Heavens, the tempest abated,
arise brother Andrew, arise brother Jock!

(Rendered from Romanian by Constantin ROMAN, September 2011)

Poetry in Translation (XC): D.H. LAWRENCE – “Gipsy” (“Ţigan”)

September 20th, 2011 · Comments Off on Poetry in Translation (XC): D.H. LAWRENCE – “Gipsy” (“Ţigan”) · Poetry, quotations, Translations

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Ţigan
D.H. Larence (1885-1930)

Eu, bărbatul ce te-alint
Iţi dau ce-am câştigat pe-o lună
Din bani să- ţi iei inel de-argint
Să facem viaţa împreună.

Şi mai apoi când ne-om iubi, in fine,
Cu fiinţa–ntreagă asudată,
O casă voi pătrunde pentru tine…
Doar tu să nu mă laşi afară-n poartă.

Versiune in limba Română de Constantin ROMAN
Copyright © Constantin ROMAN, 2011

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“Gipsy”

I, THE MAN with the red scarf,
Will give thee what I have, this last week’s earnings.
Take them, and buy thee a silver ring
And wed me, to ease my yearnings.

For the rest, when thou art wedded
I’ll wet my brow for thee
With sweat, I’ll enter a house for thy sake,
Thou shalt shut doors on me.

(D.H. Lawrence (1885–1930). New Poems. 1916)

Poetry in Translation (LXXXIX): D.H. LAWRENCE – “Don’t Look At Me!” (Nu mă priviţi!)

September 19th, 2011 · Comments Off on Poetry in Translation (LXXXIX): D.H. LAWRENCE – “Don’t Look At Me!” (Nu mă priviţi!) · International Media, PEOPLE, Poetry, quotations, Translations

Desi opera lui este cunoscuta in special pentru romanele cenzurate, pentru care a fost tarat in fata tribunalului de moravuri si apoi a fost silit sa se exileze intreaga viata, ca sa se stinga prematur pe pamant strain, Lawrence a fost un scriitor prolific care s-a manifestat in forme foarte diferite. In afara de romane, el a publicat nuvele, eseuri, piese de teatru, critica lirerara, carti de calatorii si peste opt sute de poezii, la inceput aparute sub pseudonim.

Fiul unui miner din Anglia, deci din punct de vedere Marxist de “origine sociala sanatoasa”, opera lui Lawrence a fost complect ignorata in Romania comunista, ceeace a reprezentat o pierdere pentru cei ce nu au putut sa il citeasca in original. Sub acest aspect este ironica simetria atitudinii sociale din Anglia anilor 1930 cu cea a Romaniei anilor comunisti, care au cenzurat asemenea opere literare dintr-o convergenta pe cat de curioasa pe atat de neasteptata – in Anglia datorita falsului puritanism, iar in republica populara si mai apoi socialista sub obrocul “moralei proletare”, impusa de talibanii semidocti.

Traducerea poemului de mai jos, aparut in vers liber, ilustreaza un stil care ar fi rezultat in asemenea reactii bipolare: iata inca un exemplu de convergenta extremelor – puritanismul burghez si cel asa-zis proletar.

D. H. LAWRENCE

Nu mă priviţi aşa, că-mi este frică
nu ştiu ce vreţi, dar asta n-o pot da.

Falusul meu modest, nu mai palpită
deloc, stimate Doamne,
deci cereţi altceva.

Cât despre-nnsămânţarea voastră, cum adică?
eu nu vă pot jigni cu fapta mea..

Dar Fiul Cel de Sus n-o să adăste
ca sa trimită-n schimb, pe fiica sa
pe câmp de luptă să culeagă sule.

căci eu tăiat am fost, de ani de zile.

Iar de urziţi, cumva, dragelor-dragi, ca bolta să vă cadă-n cap
ea e proptită doar pe stâlpi de sule
ce-o să vă ţină drepte, in proţap.

Versiune in limba Româna de Constantin ROMAN
Copyright © Constantin ROMAN, 2011

Poetry in Translation (LXXXVII): U2 – “Peace on Earth”

August 31st, 2011 · Comments Off on Poetry in Translation (LXXXVII): U2 – “Peace on Earth” · International Media, Poetry, quotations, Translations

Peace
Heaven on Earth
we need it now
I’m sick of all of this
hanging around
Sick of sorrow
I’m sick of the pain
I’m sick of hearing
again and again
that there’s gonna be
peace on Earth

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a8PcvmRllis&feature=related

Pace

Tu, rai lumesc,
Te vreau acum
Sunt ostenit
S-astept in veci.
Etern ecou
Si-adanc suspin
Mereu s-aud
Un lung refren
De Rai lumesc
Pe-acest Pamant..

(Romanian version by Constantin ROMAN)
31 August 2011

POETRY IN TRANSLATION (LXXXVI): Patrick McGuinness -“Father and Son” (In Memoria Tatalui si Binevenirea Fiului meu)

July 16th, 2011 · Comments Off on POETRY IN TRANSLATION (LXXXVI): Patrick McGuinness -“Father and Son” (In Memoria Tatalui si Binevenirea Fiului meu) · International Media, PEOPLE, Poetry, quotations, Translations

Patrick McGuinness: Father and Son

(in memory of my father, and in welcome to my son)

In the wings there is one who waits to go on,
and another, his scene run, who waits to go.
I would like to think they met; if not here
then like crossed letters touching in the dark;

the blank page and the turned page,
the first and the last, shadows folding
over and across me, in whom they’re bound.

Published in Metre, Spring 2005

Tata si Fiu

(In Memoria Tatalui si Binevenirea Fiului meu)

In culise un om asteapta sa intre in scena,

iar altul, cu rolul terminat, asteapta sa plece.

asi vrea sa cred ca s-ar fi intalnit, cel putin aici,

daca nu, intocmai cuvintelor, trecand prin ceata;

o pagina alba si una intoarsa,

prima si ultima, umbre impaturite

peste mine si prin mine, o fibra din trupul meu.

Poetry in translation: Mihai Eminescu (LXXXIII) – Ai nostri tineri (The Nation’s Youth)

June 15th, 2011 · Comments Off on Poetry in translation: Mihai Eminescu (LXXXIII) – Ai nostri tineri (The Nation’s Youth) · Diaspora, PEOPLE, Poetry, Translations

The Nation’s Youth

(Mihai EMINESCU)

The Nation’s Youth, to Paris go to study

The art of tying round its neck a tie.

And so, to demonstrate at home the mindset,

Of being wiser than a half-baked pie.

In town, the down-and-outs look up astounded

To see them twist their whiskers in their carriage,

Or, gripping with their teeth a long Havana

When traipsing up and down, along the Passage.

Their nasal vowels smirk their clownish faces:

They prop the pillars of cafes and brothels

To show they do not earn a living, they parade it.

Yet all these air-heads vie for the impression

Expressed in their forgotten, native language

That they are our brightest constellation.

***

English Version by Constantin ROMAN

Poetry in Translation (LXXXII) – Miriam Waddington (1917-2004) Canadian Poet

June 7th, 2011 · Comments Off on Poetry in Translation (LXXXII) – Miriam Waddington (1917-2004) Canadian Poet · International Media, PEOPLE, Poetry, Translations

Miriam Waddington (née Dworkin, 1917 – 2004) was a Canadianpoet, short story writer and translator.
She joined the English department at York University. She retired in 1983.
Waddington was part of a Montreal circle that included F.R. Scott, Irving Layton and Louis Dudek.
Some of her published poems and stories have been translated and published in Russia, France, Germany, Hungary, Japan, Italy, South America and Romania – the latter `(see above) being translated by Constantin Roman.
An excerpt of her poem figures on the Canadian one-hundred dollar note:
“Do we remember that somewhere above the sky in some child’s dream, perhaps
Jacques Cartier is still sailing, always on his way always about to discover a new Canada?”

Churchill College, Cambridge, Romanian Poetry with George Steiner

April 14th, 2011 · 1 Comment · Diary, Diaspora, International Media, OPINION, PEOPLE, Poetry, quotations, Translations

NOTE: for those readers who either do not know or do not want to know and especially for those who escaped Romania, this is to say how nearly impossible it was to cross the Iron Curtain during Ceausescu’s hellish dictatorship: many people risked their lives and paid the heavy price of exile – others who had no faith in any change for the better after Ceausescu’s fall, have joined the exodus and millions of uprooted who seek work and settled in other countries – Millions of them!! Romania’s 23 million-population would decrease even faster should it not be for the influx of Chinese workers and the high birthrate of the Roma ethnic minority. Such is the inheritance of five decades of Communism!

extract from:
www.constantinroman.com/continentaldrift
(there is a free Romanian translation downloadable in pdf (ask for link – large memory needed ) , because even 17 years after the fall of communism, in 1989, although these memoirs were published in England and in the USA, its translation cannot be published in Bucharest: it was turned down by Liicianu of “Humanitas”, by Patapievici’s “Romanian Institute” (Formerly the Fundatia Culturala Romana) and by Romanian editors with claims of being “aristocrats of the intellect” (boierii mintii) – read “leaders of opinion”.
“

Centre for Romanian Studies

Entries Tagged as 'poetry'

Poetry in English (XCIV): Constantin ROMAN – “Ode to a British Chicken”

October 13th, 2011 · Comments Off on Poetry in English (XCIV): Constantin ROMAN – “Ode to a British Chicken” · Diaspora, OPINION, Poetry

Poetry in Translation (XCII & XCIII): – Tomas Tranströmer, Nobel Prize 2011

October 8th, 2011 · Comments Off on Poetry in Translation (XCII & XCIII): – Tomas Tranströmer, Nobel Prize 2011 · PEOPLE, Poetry, quotations, Translations, Uncategorized

Poetry in Translation (XCI): Radu GYR – (Ridică-te, Gheorghe, ridică-te, Ioane!) Arise, brother Andrew, arise, brother John!

September 27th, 2011 · 4 Comments · PEOPLE, Poetry, quotations, Translations

Poetry in Translation (XC): D.H. LAWRENCE – “Gipsy” (“Ţigan”)

September 20th, 2011 · Comments Off on Poetry in Translation (XC): D.H. LAWRENCE – “Gipsy” (“Ţigan”) · Poetry, quotations, Translations

Poetry in Translation (LXXXIX): D.H. LAWRENCE – “Don’t Look At Me!” (Nu mă priviţi!)

September 19th, 2011 · Comments Off on Poetry in Translation (LXXXIX): D.H. LAWRENCE – “Don’t Look At Me!” (Nu mă priviţi!) · International Media, PEOPLE, Poetry, quotations, Translations

Poetry in Translation (LXXXVII): U2 – “Peace on Earth”

August 31st, 2011 · Comments Off on Poetry in Translation (LXXXVII): U2 – “Peace on Earth” · International Media, Poetry, quotations, Translations

POETRY IN TRANSLATION (LXXXVI): Patrick McGuinness -“Father and Son” (In Memoria Tatalui si Binevenirea Fiului meu)

July 16th, 2011 · Comments Off on POETRY IN TRANSLATION (LXXXVI): Patrick McGuinness -“Father and Son” (In Memoria Tatalui si Binevenirea Fiului meu) · International Media, PEOPLE, Poetry, quotations, Translations

Poetry in translation: Mihai Eminescu (LXXXIII) – Ai nostri tineri (The Nation’s Youth)

June 15th, 2011 · Comments Off on Poetry in translation: Mihai Eminescu (LXXXIII) – Ai nostri tineri (The Nation’s Youth) · Diaspora, PEOPLE, Poetry, Translations

Poetry in Translation (LXXXII) – Miriam Waddington (1917-2004) Canadian Poet

June 7th, 2011 · Comments Off on Poetry in Translation (LXXXII) – Miriam Waddington (1917-2004) Canadian Poet · International Media, PEOPLE, Poetry, Translations

Churchill College, Cambridge, Romanian Poetry with George Steiner

April 14th, 2011 · 1 Comment · Diary, Diaspora, International Media, OPINION, PEOPLE, Poetry, quotations, Translations

New Anthology of Romanian Women

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