The Poet's Condition
by Mohan Rana
Were this light even whiter
We would become invisible
We would live our invisible pain
Without ever knowing
The absence of joy
We would be amazed at that invisibility
In which shadows vanish
Shapes disappear
Only sounds
Reach the remaining memory
Where there is no need of introduction
The poet's condition
Poetry's fate
Together
Just a breath
The literal translation of this poem was made by Lucy Rosenstein
The final translated version of the poem is by The Poetry Translation Workshop
© Poetry Translation Centre 2004-2012
Genaro Delgado says:
Gracias Por las traducciones
simples palabras
profundo viaje a algun lugar
Sinceramente
Gracias
Por las traducciones linguisticas
y las metafisicas
Un saludo