Mark Strand (1934-2014) was a Canadian-born American poet, essayist and translator from Summerside, Prince Edward Island. He was a professor of English and Comparative Literature at Columbia University from 2005 until his death in 2014. Η μετάφραση που έκανα σε αυτό το ποίημα αποτελεί ταυτόχρονα και μία αυθαίρετη ερμηνεία, καθώς δεν είναι σαφές εάν μιλάει… (συνέχεια…)
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Adam Wolfond is a non-speaking autistic artist, poet, and university lecturer. Poetry is part of his body. “It is nature to me,” he says through a speech-generating device, an iPad text-to-speech application. “I think that non-speakers like me dance with language.” His work has been featured in multimedia exhibitions, documentary films, academic journals, and philosophical… (συνέχεια…)
Kalli Dakos (b. 1950) is a Canadian children’s poet and teacher from Ottawa, Ontario. A Teacher’s Lament Don’t tell me the cat ate your math sheet, And your spelling words went down the drain, And you couldn’t decipher your homework, Because it was soaked in the rain. Don’t tell me you slaved for hours… (συνέχεια…)
Jewish poet Abraham Moses Klein (1909-1972) was born in Ratne, Ukraine. When he was still a baby, his family immigrated to Montreal, Quebec. Tremblement du cœur Footsteps are bringing beauty hither. She Opens the door. Why do you start, Why do you leap the stairs Ahead of me, my heart? (Τρέμουλο της καρδιάς)… (συνέχεια…)
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Today Today I will not live up to my potential. Today I will not relate well to my peer group. Today I will not contribute in class. I will not volunteer one thing. Today I will not strive to do better. Today I will not achieve or adjust or grow enriched or involved. I will… (συνέχεια…)
We Astronomers We astronomers are nomads, Merchants, circus people, All the earth our tent. We are industrious. We breed enthusiasms, Honour our responsibility to awe. But the universe has moved a long way off. Sometimes, I confess, Starlight seems too sharp, And like the moon I bend my face to the ground, To the small… (συνέχεια…)
