October Landscape

by Hiren Bhattacharjya

I

The frenzy of a brutal sky
Has ended.
Green waves ripple
Through the restive fields.

II

White flowers of the sugarcane
Pierce the inky sky
As autumn whispers —
Every poem has its season.

III

With every shaft of light —
Amazement.
With passion —
Words awaken.

The literal translation of this poem was made by Uddipana Goswami

The final translated version of the poem is by The Poetry Translation Workshop

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Comments

  1. April 25th, 2010 at 11:06 am

    Radhika Baruah says:

    It is a nice translation. neat. but sometimes too much of cleaning up takes away the flavour of the poem

    but certain limes have changed meaning dont you think?

    "kobitaru botor ase..." for instance. there is a tone in that stanza, a sense of a revelation being made in a conspiratorial camaraderie between poet and the seasonal winds. 

     "every poem has its season" completely changes the idea that is whispered so furtively by the winds which is "poetry too has a season."

    I agree with Mr Devburman. This translation leaves us uncontented.

  2. April 21st, 2010 at 3:24 am

    Parineeta Sharma says:

    It is great

  3. January 12th, 2010 at 3:45 pm

    PREMNARAYAN NATH says:

    Hiruda's poems really frame the autumnal landscape very gorgeously.Really superb

  4. December 15th, 2009 at 12:23 pm

    manah says:

    simply great

  5. December 4th, 2009 at 9:22 am

    Mrinal Devburman says:

    The picture frames of autumn presented in haiku style neatly weaved for a slide show. But it kept us uncontented.