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“The force that through the green fuse drives the flower – Dylan Thomas The force that through the green fuse drives the flower Drives my…… Read more “My green age”
Tag: Poetry
2019
“(…) For last year’s words belong to last year’s language And next year’s words await another voice. (…)” ―T.S. Eliot, ‘Little Gidding II’, Four Quartets (Faber & Faber, 2000) …… Read more “2019”
I am the sun and moon and forever hungry
Three poems by Audre Lorde, Form the book The Black Unicorn (1978): * Solstice We forgot to water the plantain shoots when our houses were full of…… Read more “I am the sun and moon and forever hungry”
The wild muse in me
Five poems by German author Annette von Droste-Hülshoff, from the book The Wild Muse: The Poetry of Annette Von Droste-Hulshoff, edited and translated by Marion Tymms (2013) * Restlessness (Unruhe,…… Read more “The wild muse in me”
The force that drives the blind against the light
Miserere Nobis – by Miguel Torga What a verse takes! At this time, how many poets, like me, are waiting! Winter is gone, spring came, the night…… Read more “The force that drives the blind against the light”
An imposing and fragile mass
THE ELEPHANT Carlos Drummond de Andrade With my scant resources I make an elephant. I count on some wood from old furniture to prop him up. And…… Read more “An imposing and fragile mass”
No Coward Soul Is Mine
Five poems by Emily Brontë, from the book The Night is Darkening Round Me (2015) * No coward soul is mine No coward soul is mine No trembler in…… Read more “No Coward Soul Is Mine”
Yes, of course it hurts when buds are breaking
Ten poems by Swedish author Karin Boye, from the book Complete Poems, tr. David McDuff (1994) * INWARDS (Clouds, 1922) My God and my truth I saw in…… Read more “Yes, of course it hurts when buds are breaking”
The vast, ancient, solitary sea
Discovery Green-muscled ocean Idol of many arms like an octopus Convulsive incorruptible chaos Ordered tumult Contorted dancer Surrounding the taut ships We traversed row on row of…… Read more “The vast, ancient, solitary sea”
The sea’s only sentence
The scalpel and the metronome on my father’s piano kept a silence between them, when I was a child. Only now, with time, have I begun to…… Read more “The sea’s only sentence”
Because there is desire within me, everything glimmers
Hi, folks, Next on my series of posts for Spanish and Portuguese Reading Months, hosted by Stuart and Richard, you have eight poems by Brazilian author Hilda Hilst, in various translations. You can…… Read more “Because there is desire within me, everything glimmers”
May it sting me until it extinguishes me
Hi, folks, Next on my series of posts for Spanish and Portuguese Reading Months, hosted by Stuart and Richard, you have four poems by Brazilian author Ricardo Domeneck, in various translations. You can…… Read more “May it sting me until it extinguishes me”
To confront desire
Hi, folks, Next on my series of posts for Spanish and Portuguese Reading Months, hosted by Stuart and Richard, you have four poems by Brazilian author Ana Cristina César, in various translations. You…… Read more “To confront desire”
The mere life of the obscure
Hi, folks, Next on my series of posts for Spanish and Portuguese Reading Months, hosted by Stuart and Richard, you have two poems by Brazilian author Cora Coralina, translated by Gilson P. Borges.…… Read more “The mere life of the obscure”
Felipa set the caravels on fire
Hi, folks, Next on my series of posts for Spanish and Portuguese Reading Months, hosted by Stuart and Richard, you have three poems by Brazilian author Adelaide Ivánova, translated by Francisco Vilhena. You…… Read more “Felipa set the caravels on fire”
Cutting and repetition
Dear Marília, In your poetry collection Um teste de resistores (2014, ‘a test of resistors’, not translated yet), each poem undergoes, as its starting point, a resistance…… Read more “Cutting and repetition”
This sand so clear
Hi, folks, Next on my series of posts for Spanish and Portuguese Reading Months, hosted by Stuart and Richard, you have four poems by Brazilian author Cecília Meireles, in various translations. You…… Read more “This sand so clear”
it’s a love story and it’s about an accident
Hi, Folks, Next on my series of poetry posts for Spanish and Portuguese Reading Months, hosted by Stuart and Richard, you have six poems by Brazilian author Marília Garcia, translated by Hilary Kaplan.…… Read more “it’s a love story and it’s about an accident”
