De Braziliaanse dichter, schrijver en vertaler Manuel Carneiro de Souza Bandeira Filho werd geboren op 19 april 1886 in Recife. Zie ook alle tags voor Manuel Bandeira op dit blog.
English Sonnet No. 1
When death close my blank eyes —
Hard from so much vain torment,
What thoughts will fill your young bosom
Of all my sad moments?
I see you now distracted and distant:
More than distant – withdrawn. And I predict,
already now I predict, the exact moment
When your desire will no longer turn to another man
For you will have nothing, but your loneliness,
Left, abandoned! One day I shall leave
I shall sleep the ultimate sleep.
On that day you will cry… What matters? Cry.
Then I will feel much closer
To me, your uncertain heart.
Vertaald door Mariza G Goes
Naked
When you are dressed,
Nobody imagines
The worlds hidden
Under your clothes.
(Thus, in the day light,
We do not have notion
Of the stars that shine
In the deep sky.
But naked is the night
And naked in the night,
Vibrate your worlds
And the worlds of the night.
Your knees shine.
Your navel shines,
Shines all your
Abdominal lyre.
Your exiguous bosoms
– As two small fruits
in the firmness
Of your firm torso
– Your bosom shines)
Ah! Your hard nipples!
Your back!
Your flanks!
Ah, your shoulders!
When naked, your eyes
Become naked also:
Your gaze lingers longer,
Slower, more liquid.
Then, within those eyes,
I float, swim, jump,
Lower in a perpendicular
Diving!
I dive to the depths
Of your being, there where
Your soul smiles at me,
Naked, naked, naked.
Lees verder “Manuel Bandeira, n. c. kaser, Veniamin Kaverin, Pierre-Jean de Béranger, Louis Amédée Achard, Werner Rohner”