De Litouwse dichter Kazys Bradūnas werd geboren in Kiršai, Rayon Vilkaviškis, op 11 februari 1917. Zie ook mijn blog van 11 februari 2009 en ook mijn blog van 11 februari 2010.
Please Rest
Sit down, on a rock – –
We have come to the planet’s edge,
To the limits of this earth,
To the heavens’ infinity
Chewing on bitter crumbs – –
A long hungry journey.
A cold wind blows from the sea;
Hot gusts come from the desert.
And the sun, like a dandelion puff,
Descends and rises – –
Only you, rest.
A Sketch Of A Nations Autoportrait
I am a nation rooted in you,
I’m not a nomad tribe.
History has not uprooted me,
And death is but a toy.
I’m not a flaming grass blade of the steppe.
I am a flower of ice in the north.
Blown by God’s breath,
I shatter into millions.
But again I am welded by kindred spirit –
It is me you receive at birth.
Vertaald door Jurgis Bradūnas
Kazys Bradūnas (11 februari 1917 – 9 februari 2009)