Translation of a poem by Stefan Zweig I love each first anxious caress, Still part question and already part trust, Because after them more hours press, Like pillars into our lives they thrust. They are the scent of the briefest flower’s palpation, A quick glance, a smile, a gentle hand – They crackle like […]
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Another translation of a poem by Hermann Hesse
Rambler in Late Autumn Through a web of branches in the naked wood, The white of first snow falls from grey skies, And falls and falls. The world is full of silence! No leaves rustle, no birds in the trees, Only white and grey and silence, silence. ~ The rambler, too, who once wandered Through […]
Another translation of a poem by Hesse
Dream Translation of ‘Traum’ by Hermann Hesse It is always the same dream: A red-blossoming chestnut tree, A garden, a riot of summer blooms, Behind an old house with empty rooms. ~ There, in the garden’s quiet calm My mother rocked me in her arms; Perhaps – it is so long ago – Garden, house […]
A foggy poem
As we are into the season of mist and fog, I thought I would post my translation of a poem by Herman Hesse: ‘Im Nebel’. In Fog To wander in fog is singular, Lonely as every bush and stone; The trees cannot see each other, Every one is alone. ~ Friends filled my world While my […]
writing in north norfolk 