Out of paper, also almost out of chemicals, no darkroom today :( And the supplies won't even show up till Friday ...
Which is probably just as well, because, two days into the semester, I'm already depressed and sleep-deprived.
Dr. Pichot's translation class met today. Because of that, and also because I have no reading log as yet, I'm posting a translation. Here's the original (including a reading of the poem by the poet herself), here's an English translation, here's a French translation, here's a Swedish translation, here's a Norwegian translation.
Here's another English translation from this book.
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sibyl---poem in eight syllables
By Anja Utler
Сивилла: выжжена, сивилла: ствол.
Все птицы вымерли, но Бог вошел.
Sibyl: in cinders, Sibyl: a trunk.
The birds incinerate, but God has come.
Marina Tsvetaeva
has touched the: grains, with her naked eye: naked mouth en-
kindled, sibyl, she shudders, she glows: the sand singes the finger
tips tongue it strikes sparks in the body: flares up
*
she: staggers, sibyl, struck down to: the sand falls she, streams
---myriads of pores---blasts through flashes through sibyl the sun---turns:
sunstorm---she murmurs she spits, knows: it no longer sets
*
has: burst open, sibyl, the: splinter in flesh is she---bleeding still?---
tinders---is severed, she gapes: like the lips, stump---is lamella, lignified
slices: the light, drips: she screeches, it: springs forth
*
sibyl so: yawns so she, sighs: vocal lips, folds they: swing they
scrape: off over limestone, they scrub, rip a: crater from
basin to gullet the: voicecleft, so sibyl, she: oscillates, shakes
*
shaken: the quaking is, sibyl---shock---lurches: in sand eddies
air eddies gnashes she throws out: her joint buckles, wails so she: pines
wastes away to: spit, sand bar she---oscillates: uprooted jaw---she: erodes
*
sibyl she: towers up, turns to: cliffs hisses is: spindrift glows out in the
pores sprays out: sibilants, goes out -sss- ebbs
surges swells and: suspires
*
sibyl her: head swims, she: breaks in the swirling heat: whispers,
she whirs: sump, slough slick thighs the: reed belt she wets she en-
girds herself tongues gurgles---adder---she slips off and: sisses
*
*
and still. just the scent: fire site clearing to hear---once
a rustling---and spoilage: toes finger the stump:
fungus hollow, they probe cast-off skin: it breaks down
on the scaled soles and: crackles out
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