| Germain Droogenbroodt ithaka 752 | 3:59 PM (1 hour ago) | ||
| to me Here is a communication from my Spanish Pot friend | |||
Dear friend,
Our Iceland translator reminded me yesterday of the next poem Ithaca poem. I had a poem of the great German poet Enzensberger in mind who recently died, but then found out that Ithaca 752 will appear before Christmas and although I am not a Christian, I feel the replacing of Christmas, which I always regarded as a celebration of peace, by a commercial “highlight” a loss. I therefore selected an “old fashioned” poem by the famous poet Rilke.
Children are starving in Afghanistan, more than 400 persons have been killed by the Islamic dictatorship in Iran and nobody protest against the horror committed by Putin in Ukraine. I feel like Li Tai Po who wrote:
“ I have my own world / which I do not find any more between humans”.
My generous Chilean publisher Luis Cruz-Villalobos who published already a large selection of Ithaca poems in English and Spanish, just published a collection of excellent poems by Anna Keiko who weekly publishes the ITHACA poems at several Chinese websites and at the website of Shanghai Huifeng Literary of which she is founding president. Please find information attached. Contrary to most poetry publishers, Luis does not ask any money from the poets he publishes, promotes them at literary websites and distributes the books at a dozen of Amazon websites. Any publicity is welcome. By the way, Luis might also be interested in your poetry.
Please let me have your translation.
Wishing you a peaceful Christmas.
Germain
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Excellent New Book written by the great Chinese poet Anna Keiko Cover of the bilingual book (Chinese-English) edited by Independently Poetry (Chile-USA
Excellent New Book written by the great Chinese poet Anna Keiko Cover of the bilingual book (Chinese-English) edited by Independently Poetry (Chile-USAExcellent New Book
written by the great Chinese poet
Anna Keiko
Cover of the bilingual book (Chinese-English) edited by
Independently Poetry (Chile-USA
Excellent New Book written by the great Chinese poet Anna Keiko Cover of the bilingual book (Chinese-English) edited by Independently Poetry (Chile-USA
Excellent New Book written by the great Chinese poet Anna Keiko Cover of the bilingual book (Chinese-English) edited by Independently Poetry (Chile-USA
Christmas
The winter storms penetrate
the world with furious power.
There sinks on snowy wings,
the fir-scented night . . .
There floats by the light of the candles
quietly, hardly meaning it,
through poor wandering hearts—
Faith—once it was.
There gleam tears in the eye,
you flee the joy—and weep.
Longingly, you recall your childhood—
Oh, if only it were as it once was!
You cry! The bells are ringing.
It descends in festive splendor,
descends on snowy wings,
the fir-scented night.
Rainer Maria Rilke, (Austria 1875-1926)
Translation by Germain Droogenbroodt – Stanley Barkan
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Weihnacht// Die Winterstürme durchdringen/die Welt mit wütender Macht/da sinkt auf schneeigen Schwingen/die tannenduftende Nacht/Da schwebt beim Scheine der Kerzen/ganz leis nur, kaum, dass du’s meinst,/durch arme irrende Herzen/ der Glaube – ganz so wie einst…/Da schimmern im Auge Tränen,/du fliehst die Freude – und weinst,/der Kindheit gedenkst du mit Sehnen, oh, wär es noch so wie einst! // Du weinst!… die Glocken erklingen/es sinkt in festlicher Pracht/herab auf schneeigen Schwingen
die tannenduftende Nacht.
Christmas
Translation by Germain Droogenbroodt – Stanley Barkan
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Weihnacht// Die Winterstürme durchdringen/die Welt mit wütender Macht/da sinkt auf schneeigen Schwingen/die tannenduftende Nacht/Da schwebt beim Scheine der Kerzen/ganz leis nur, kaum, dass du’s meinst,/durch arme irrende Herzen/ der Glaube – ganz so wie einst…/Da schimmern im Auge Tränen,/du fliehst die Freude – und weinst,/der Kindheit gedenkst du mit Sehnen, oh, wär es noch so wie einst! // Du weinst!… die Glocken erklingen/es sinkt in festlicher Pracht/herab auf schneeigen Schwingen
die tannenduftende Nacht.
Translation THAMIZH
கிறிஸ்துமஸ்
குளிர்காலப் புயல்
கோபமான வலிவுடன்
உலகத்தைத் துளைக்கிறது
பணியின் இறக்கைகளுடன்பி
ஃபி ர் வாசனை இரவை!
மெழுக்குவர்த்தியின் வெளிசசம்
மெதுவாக,பொருளன்றி
பாவமாகத்திரியும் இதயங்கள்
நம்பிக்கை – ஒருகாலத்தில்!
கண்களில் கண்ணீர் அரும்புகிறது
மகிழசசியை விட்டு விலகி- அழுகிறீர்கள்
வேதனையுடன் உமது குழந்தை நாட்களை
திரும்பிப் பார்க்கிறீர்கள்
ஓ ஒருகாலத்தில் இருந்ததைப்ப போன்று இருந்தால்!
நீங்கள் அழுகிறீர்கள்!
மணி அடித்துக்கொண்டிருக்கிறது!
விழாக்கோலத்துடன்பனி இறக்கையின் மேல
இறங்குகிறது!
ஃபி ர் வாசனை இரவில்!
ஆக்கமும் மொழிமாற்றமும்
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Weihnacht// Die Winterstürme durchdringen/die Welt mit wütender Macht/da sinkt auf schneeigen Schwingen/die tannenduftende Nacht/Da schwebt beim Scheine der Kerzen/ganz leis nur, kaum, dass du’s meinst,/durch arme irrende Herzen/ der Glaube – ganz so wie
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