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09-02-2002, 08:47 PM
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Last edited by Terese Coe; 07-19-2010 at 10:51 PM.
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09-03-2002, 04:27 AM
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Dear Terese
Let me add my plaudits to those above. This is in several ways an admirable version of this famous poem. As you request, I have sent you some further thoughts privately.
Well done!
Clive Watkins
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09-03-2002, 05:18 AM
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Outstanding Terese! A wonderful gift to all of us who stumble over our French.
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09-03-2002, 08:23 AM
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Very nice, Terese! You have a knack.
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09-03-2002, 09:14 AM
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Clive, Tim, Alicia
You're all very kind. Thank you.
Terese
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09-03-2002, 08:49 PM
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Besides Housman & Stephen Crane, from whom i could quote
many, these:
Leonard Cohen: #41
I was lost
when I met you on the road
to Larissa
the straight road between the cedars
You thought
I was a man of roads
and you loved me for being such a man
I was not such a man
I was lost
when I met you on the road
to Larissa
Emily Dickinson: #89
Some things that fly there be--
birds--hours--the bumblebee--
of these no elegy.
Some things that stay there be--
grief--hills--eternity--
nor this behooveth me.
There are that resting, rise.
Can I expound the skies?
How still the Riddle lies!
William Blake
The Angel that presided o’er my birth
Said, “Little creature, form’d of Joy & Mirth,
Go love without the help of any Thing on Earth.”
Bill Knott & W.S. Merwin have also written fine brief poems.
And though of all evils in the Nine Worlds it is worst for
a poet to quote himself, one of mine:
BANNED POSTBANNED POSTBANNED POST”Song of the Liberated Ulcer”
This hole in me will one day be set free.
Till then we quarrel, siblings who understand
each other too well.
[This message has been edited by graywyvern (edited September 03, 2002).]
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09-03-2002, 10:31 PM
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Terese,
Fantastic translation! You should do more!
(robt)
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09-04-2002, 05:02 AM
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Thanks, Robert. I'm sure I will do more.
Terese
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09-04-2002, 07:10 AM
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Terese,
Just remember, you owe me one for starting you off as a translator. Good luck!
Carl
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09-04-2002, 07:21 AM
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I've cited this one in another forum, but I'll cite it again for compact beauty.
REQUIEM
Robert Louis Stevenson
Under the wide and starry sky,
Dig the grave and let me lie.
Glad did I live and gladly die,
And I laid me down with a will.
This be the verse you grave for me:
Here he lies where he longed to be;
Home is the sailor, home from sea,
And the hunter home from the hill.
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