"Poetry searches for radiance, poetry is the kingly road that leads us farthest" (Adam Zagajewski)
Thursday, 24 July 2014
Rilke's French Rose Poems in Translation: XV
Here's another French Rose from Rilke, in my translation. Hopefully this means I am on a roll.
I (daringly?) went with "myriad chalice" for "innombrable calice". I know "myriad" can be an adjective, but I'm not sure if I went a step too far in grammatical terms - it just seemed to work well. Thoughts?
THE ROSES (Rainer Maria Rilke, translated by Clarissa Aykroyd)
XV
Alone, o abundant flower,
you make your own expanse;
you gaze at yourself in a mirror
of scent.
Your fragrance, like more petals,
surrounds your myriad chalice.
I grasp at you - you sprawl,
prodigious actress.
LES ROSES (Rainer Maria Rilke)
XV
Seule, ô abondante fleur,
tu crées ton propre espace;
tu te mires dans une glace
d'odeur.
Ton parfum entoure comme d'autres pétales
ton innombrable calice.
Je te retiens, tu t'étales,
prodigieuse actrice.
Translation © Clarissa Aykroyd, 2014.
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