Dutch लेबलों वाले संदेश दिखाए जा रहे हैं. सभी संदेश दिखाएं
Dutch लेबलों वाले संदेश दिखाए जा रहे हैं. सभी संदेश दिखाएं

31 अक्तूबर 2014

Migrating Birds

That summer with its total lie;
O pang we learned at autumn's hands.
Under the cloudscape, slow and high,
A blackwing bird before my eye
Wheeling for southern lands.

The wildgeese magicked into flight,
The clamoring cries of cranes that soar
Over the land in gilded light.
And then the shadow pulled down tight
In winter blackout till they trek once more.

Sensitive heart, senses laid bare!
You have no nest in east or west,
Landsick and restless here as there.
Just learn to love life everywhere
Or what is left of life and rest.

--- Hubert van Herreweghen
Translated by A.Z. Foreman

25 सितंबर 2014

Alice after Wonderland

The bedroom reeks of really old sweat.
Alice has risen up from wonderland,
Waking with an adventure-woozy head.
Her slippers do not fit. Her hand

Combs a few hairs down flat. She steps
Out of her gown. Everything shivers.
The mirror is mist, her breath is bitter.
The night escapes her porous flesh.

Little girl Alice is back in time.
Gazing back through her wizened up eyes
She sees on the farther side of her dream,
A woman ugly with reality.

---Bernard Dewulf
Translated by A.Z. Foreman