[lit-ideas] Re: Endurring rebuke
- From: "Torgeir Fjeld" <phatic@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- To: lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
- Date: Sun, 27 Jan 2008 00:21:02 +0100
I promised (myself) not to take to translating (again). How feeble is a heart
faced with injustice. From Brecth's Svendborg collection
(http://www.svendborg-bib.dk/biblio/Brecht/brecht_en.asp):
Poor time for poetry
I know: Only the happy is
loved. His voice is heard
gladly. His face pretty.
The yard's mutilated tree
indicates poor soil, but
those who point say rightfully:
It's a criple.
I dont' see
green boats and lusty sails at sea. I only see
fishermen with nets torn.
Why is my only concern that the
fortyyear-old maid has a hump?
The breasts of young girls are
warm as ever.
If my song rhymes it
feels like hubris.
I am torn between
joy over apple trees in bloom and
resentment over Mr Hitler's speeches.
But only the latter
drives me to my desk.
-p
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