In Memoriam Jevgeni Jevtoesjenko

In Memoriam Jevgeni Jevtoesjenko

De Russische dichter Jevgeny Jevtoesjenko is op 84-jarige leeftijd overleden. Jevgeny Jevtoesjenko werd geboren in Zima in Irkutsk op 18 juli 1933. Zie ook alle tags voor Jevgeni Jevtoesjenko op dit blog en ook mijn blog van 18 juli 2010.

We Should Be Stingier

We should be stingier
breathing out and breathing in-
then, perhaps, the epic
will lie down in neat quatrains.

We have to be more generous,
louder, like the outcry ‘Follow me! ‘
stronger, coarser-
with the earth’s coarse globe.

I envy the relics of space,
compressed by the word in layers,
but brevity is the sister of ineptitude
when it springs from emptiness.

Not all conciseness is priceless.
Rhymed oil cakes are stiff and brittle,
and someone’s square hay,
I wouldn’t eat if I were a horse.

I like hay by the armful,
with the dew still not dried out,
with red whortleberries, with mushroom caps,
clipped by a scythe.

All sentimentality with form is sloppy,
hurl the epoch into rhythm,
tear it up the way an invalid in despair
tears up his striped sailor’s shirt!

Should we place in a woman’s cap and dress
along with other old-fashioned rags,
the divine tatters
that we call life?

Handicraft taste is not art.
A great reader will grasp
both the charm of the absence of style
and the splendor of longeurs.

 

Vertaald door Albert C. Todd

 

I’M An Angel

I’ve stopped drinking.
I love my wife.
My own wife- I insist on this.
Living so like an angel,
I almost quote Shchipachev.
This is a shriveled life.
I’ve shut my eyes to all other women.
My shoulders feel peculiar.
Aha! Wings must be sprouting!
This makes me anxious. Moody.
And the wings keep sprouting-what a nuisance!
How awkward!
Now I’ll have to slit
my jacket in appropriate places.
A true angel,
I bear life no grudge
for all its cruel hurts.
I’m a true angel. But I still smoke.
I’m the smoking type.
To be an angel is strange work.
Pure spirit. Not an ounce of flesh.
And the women pass by.
A true angel, what good to them am I!
I don’t count for the present,
not while I hold celestial rank,
but-bear in mind-in this life,
a fallen angel is the worst devil of all!

 

Vertaald door George Reavey

 
Jevgeni Jevtoesjenko (18 juli 1932 – 1 april 2017)