Monday, May 29, 2006

Ακριτος τ' άστρων όχλος

Notes on the Art of Poetry

by Dylan Thomas (1914-1953)

I could never have dreamt that there were such goings-on
in the world between the covers of books,
such sandstorms and ice blasts of words,
such staggering peace, such enormous laughter,
such and so many blinding bright lights,
spalshing all over the pages
in a million bits and pieces
all of which were words, words, words,
and each of which were alive forever
in its own delight and glory and oddity and light.

Σημειώσεις για την Τέχνη της Ποίησης

Ούτε που φανταζόμουνα τέτοια αναστάτωση
στο σύμπαν που κρύβεται πίσω απ' τις ράχες των βιβλίων,
τέτοιες αμμοθύελλες, τέτοιες ριπές παγωμένες από λέξεις,
τέτοια συγκλονιστική γαλήνη, τέτοιο γέλιο ομηρικό,
τόσα εκτυφλωτικά φώτα,
να κατακλύζουν αφρίζοντας τις σελίδες,
πλήθος αναρίθμητο,
όλο από λέξεις, λέξεις, λέξεις,
που η καθεμιά τους ζει για πάντα,
στη χαρά και την δόξα της, στο ξένισμα, στο φώς της.

FS/ATH I-1999

Thursday, May 25, 2006


He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven
W. B. Yeats (1865–1939)

Had I the heaven's embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

Friday, May 12, 2006

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Alac, 'tis gone, 'tis lost and gone...