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Poetry in Translation (CCCXXXVIII), Thomas BOBERG (b. 1960), DENMARK: “Dictatorial Poem”, “Poem Dictatorial”

June 13th, 2015 · Comments Off on Poetry in Translation (CCCXXXVIII), Thomas BOBERG (b. 1960), DENMARK: “Dictatorial Poem”, “Poem Dictatorial” · Famous People, PEOPLE, Poetry, quotations, Translations

POEM DICTATORIAL
(Thomas Boberg, Danemarca)

Toţi oamenii care nu se pot plimba pe Corso,
Toţi oamenii care au uitat de unde vin
Toţi oamenii care şi-au pierdut cheile
Toţi oamenii care nu pot fi membrii clubului
Toţi oamenii care nu pot fi pe buzele mele
Toţi oamenii care nu înţeleg tactica scorpionului
Toţi oamenii care trec unii pe lângă alţii
Toţi oamenii care sosesc la timp dar care nu reuşesc
Toţi oamenii care refuză să trăiasca experienţa viitorului
Toţi oamenii care rămân deşi trenul aşteaptă
Toţi oamenii care nu pot fi unde sunt.

Traducere – Constantin ROMAN, Londra

Poetry in Translation (CCCXXXV), Giacomo LEOPARDI (1798-1837), ITALY/MARCHE: “To The Moon”, “Luna”

June 13th, 2015 · Comments Off on Poetry in Translation (CCCXXXV), Giacomo LEOPARDI (1798-1837), ITALY/MARCHE: “To The Moon”, “Luna” · Books, Famous People, International Media, PEOPLE, Poetry, quotations, Translations

Dar ce plăcut a fost, când, tânăr fiind,
Să sper într-un parcurs strălucitor,
Dar umbre din trecut nu m-au lăsat
Pe ele sa clădesc, căci triste sunt.

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Poetry in Translation (CCCXXXIV), Robin ROBERTSON (b.1955), UK/SCOTLAND: “Vino”, “Trysts”

June 12th, 2015 · Comments Off on Poetry in Translation (CCCXXXIV), Robin ROBERTSON (b.1955), UK/SCOTLAND: “Vino”, “Trysts” · Famous People, PEOPLE, Poetry, quotations, Translations

vino
la fântâna fermecată
vino
pa câmp de dor şi sete
vino
în inima furtunii,
vino
în cele mai bune încălţări
vino
în rochiţa ta preferată
vino
singură în junglă
vino
tu eşti iubita mea din totdeauna
vino
la albia râului
vino.

Poetry in Translation (CCCXXXIII), T. S. ELIOT (1888-1965), U.S.A./ENGLAND: “Hysteria”, “Isterie”

April 7th, 2015 · Comments Off on Poetry in Translation (CCCXXXIII), T. S. ELIOT (1888-1965), U.S.A./ENGLAND: “Hysteria”, “Isterie” · Famous People, PEOPLE, Poetry, quotations, Translations

I
decided that if the shaking of her breasts could be
stopped, some of the fragments of the afternoon might
be collected, and I concentrated my attention with
careful subtlety to this end.
Mi-am
făcut socoteala, dacă săltatul sânilor ei ar putea cumva fi
oprit, atunci poate câteva frânturi ale după amiezii ar putea fi
salvate, astfel ca să-mi pot concentra atenţia, în acest scop, cu
o subtilitate bine pusă la punct.

Poetry in Translation (CCCXXXI), Valeria GROSU (1950-2012) ROMANIA/MOLDOVA: “Round in circles”, “Alergare în cerc”

April 2nd, 2015 · Comments Off on Poetry in Translation (CCCXXXI), Valeria GROSU (1950-2012) ROMANIA/MOLDOVA: “Round in circles”, “Alergare în cerc” · International Media, PEOPLE, Poetry, quotations, Translations

Cercul în care alerg ca şi cum nu există.
Este zi şi noapte ziua şi noaptea
interminabila ultimă sută de metri
voinţa de a te lăsa siluit de regulile ei

As I run round in non-existing circles
day and night, day in day out
the last endless one hundred yards
determined to allow oneself being put to the test by the rules
with one’s shadow running distorted

Poetry in Translation, (CCCXXX), Stéphane MALLARMÉ (1842-1898) – FRANCE: “Brise marine”, “Briză marină”

March 23rd, 2015 · Comments Off on Poetry in Translation, (CCCXXX), Stéphane MALLARMÉ (1842-1898) – FRANCE: “Brise marine”, “Briză marină” · Famous People, International Media, Poetry, quotations, Translations, Uncategorized

La chair est triste, hélas ! et j’ai lu tous les livres.
Fuir ! là-bas fuir ! Je sens que des oiseaux sont ivres
D’être parmi l’écume inconnue et les cieux !
Rien, ni les vieux jardins reflétés par les yeux,

Poetry in Translation (CCCXXVII), Grażyna CHROSTOWSKA (1921-1942), POLAND: “I would wander”, “Mă-ntreb…”, (Wędrowałabym…)

March 13th, 2015 · 1 Comment · International Media, PEOPLE, Poetry, POLITICAL DETENTION / DISSENT, quotations, Translations

Then, we will go out into the winter storm
To walk against the wind,
As we always do, as we did before,
Then we part – happily, just with a smile,
Till the next rendezvous – after quite a while.

Poetry in Translation (CCCXXVI), Eric Otto SIEPMANN (1903-1970) ENGLAND: “Epitaph”, “Epitaf”

March 2nd, 2015 · Comments Off on Poetry in Translation (CCCXXVI), Eric Otto SIEPMANN (1903-1970) ENGLAND: “Epitaph”, “Epitaf” · Books, Famous People, PEOPLE, Poetry, quotations, Translations

Eric Otto SIEPMANN (1903-1970)
„Epitaph”

Here at my desk I mock my fate,
If help comes now, it comes too late,
The valued pictures in my mind,
My sheer neglect, have made me blind.

My dream deserved a steady look,
I failed to put it in a book,
And now, and now I cannot see,
My dream destroyed reality…

No fact consoles me for my flight,
No truth can give me back my sight,
No dream can make me think I see,
No life is left, so bury me.

Poetry in translation (CCCXXII): Ion MINULESCU (1881– 1944), (ROMANIA) – “Rugă pentru Duminica Floriilor”, “Palm Sunday Prayer”

February 14th, 2015 · Comments Off on Poetry in translation (CCCXXII): Ion MINULESCU (1881– 1944), (ROMANIA) – “Rugă pentru Duminica Floriilor”, “Palm Sunday Prayer” · Books, Famous People, PEOPLE, Poetry, quotations, Translations

A glittering pearl necklace, made of sunflower seeds,
A double-winged Pegasus out of a humble bee …
Forgive me, though, dear Father, of this – mine foolish jest,
To have imagined Thee –
As I thought might be best…
But the World was too pallid, than I thought it might be.
My Lord, sprinkle my eyebrows, with drops of holly sea.
Chastise my sinful body,
Behold my tongue of python,
Remove the foolish demon, that pronounced the unheard.
Do give zest to my body, depicted in Your icon…
To forget I was ever beholden by Thy word!

Poetry in Translation (CCCXIV): Alexandru O. TEODOREANU, aka PASTOREL (1894-1964), ROMANIA – “Soldate Rus, Slavă Ţie!”, “Hail, Soviet Soldier!”, “Gloire au Soldat Soviétique!” –

January 23rd, 2015 · Comments Off on Poetry in Translation (CCCXIV): Alexandru O. TEODOREANU, aka PASTOREL (1894-1964), ROMANIA – “Soldate Rus, Slavă Ţie!”, “Hail, Soviet Soldier!”, “Gloire au Soldat Soviétique!” – · Poetry, quotations, Translations

You, Soviet soldier, Soviet soldier,
Why are you perched so high, I wonder?
Because you conquered us, as well,
Or that your feet may stink like hell?

“GLOIRE AU SOLDAT SOVIÉTIQUE!”
Păstorel Teodoreanu
(1894-1964),

Toi soviétique, si haut perché,
Pourquoi es-tu si isolé?
Serait-ce par marque de respect? s
Ou pour ne pas sentir tes pieds?

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