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These two are from my collection Sun On The Hill. 'The Storm' is actually an English version of one I wrote first in French. I was in France at the time. Wouldn't attempt it now, but think I'll post it here before the English version. I still prefer the French original.

L'ORAGEEdit

La montaigne est devenue amoureuse du ciel

Et donc les éléments nous ont oubliés.

Les nuages gris sont déscendus chez elle,

Lui ont caché la tête et voilé les pieds.


Là-haut, bien au delà de nos orreilles,

Ils ont fait de l'amour, le ciel et sa montaigne.

Ici, dans la vallée, il n'y-a pas de soleil;

Même la rivière se tait et le monde s'éloigne.


Ecoute, mon cher, fais pas de bruit.

Le ciel a pleuré, et ses larmes tombent

Sur les arbres comme le pluie.

La montaigne est devenue amoureuse du ciel

Et donc les éléments nous ont oubliés.

Les nuages gris sont déscendus chez elle,

Lui ont caché la tête et voilé les pieds.


Là-haut, bien au delà de nos orreilles,

Ils ont fait de l'amour, le ciel et sa montaigne.

Ici, dans la vallée, il n'y-a pas de soleil;

Même la rivière se tait et le monde s'éloigne.


Ecoute, mon cher, fais pas de bruit.

Le ciel a pleuré, et ses larmes tombent

Sur les arbres comme le pluie.




THE STORMEdit

The mountain has fallen in love

with the wide imperturbable sky

And has summoned the clouds

To shroud her face from our eyes.


Behind the grey cloud curtains,

ragged and rent by the storm,

they have made love –

the sky and his mountain.


Here in the cwm all is still

even the river is silent and the pain

of the world recedes and darkens.


Listen, my love, hush and harken –

the sky is weeping and his tears

fall on the trees as rain.



A ROBIN ON A LEARNING CURVEEdit

Today, in the snow

that has cut me off from

postman and the world,

a robin came to feed

and tried to emulate the tits,

who hang from one leg

beside their nut-rich lunch

or suspend themselves inverted

on the fat-filled shell

that dangles from a branch.


In pity for his plight

I fixed a tray into the tree

with porridge oats and seeds

that he might dine

in style and safety.


Amid the swirling snow,

a swirling cloud of birds

descended on the tray,

finches, tits and sparrows

delighted with the feast.

News spreads fast

in a bird’s eye view

when food is of the essence.


And the robin?

With frantic fluttering of wings

and stabbing bill

he’s still practising

precarious acrobatics --

a new apprentice

to an awkward skill.




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