De Argentijnse dichter, essayist en literatuurwetenschapper Roberto Juarroz werd geboren in Coronel Dorrego op 5 oktober 1925. Zie ook mijn blog van 5 oktober 2009 en ook mijn blog van 5 oktober 2010 en eveneens alle tags voor Roberto Juarroz op dit blog.
Interior deserts
Interior deserts,
vague litanies for someone who died
leaving all the doors open.
A gray cloak over another cloak of no color.
Excessive densities.
Even the wind casts a shadow.
Mockery of the landscape.
Nothing left to call to
but a flat dark sun
or an endless rain.
Or wipe out the landscape
with the wind and its shadow.
And there is one further resort:
drive the desert mad
until it turns into water
and drinks itself.
It it better to madden the desert
than to live there.
Crack of imminence in the heart
Crack of imminence in the heart,
while the foot of hope
dances its blue dance,
in love with its own shadow.
There is an expectant hymn
that cannot begin
as long as the dance has not finished
its cultivation of time.
It is a hymn backward,
and inverted imminence,
the last thread to tie the fountain
before its flow carries it away.
There are songs that sing,
there are others that are silent,
the deepest of all go backward
from the first letter.
Vertaald door W.S. Merwin
Roberto Juarroz (5 oktober 1925 – 31 maart 1995)
Lees verder “Roberto Juarroz, Václav Havel, Stig Dagerman, Flann O’Brien”