Poesia kaiera
Poesia kaiera
Anne Sexton
itzulpena: Harkaitz Cano
2015, poesia
64 orrialde
978-84-92468-66-9
Anne Sexton
1928-1974
 
 

 

Urdea

 

Oi zu, hirugihar fabrika marroia,

bai gozo etzaten zarela,

egunero libra eta erdi irabaziz;

zeu, kiribildutako galtzerdi parea,

zeu, zakurraren lokamutsa,

zanpa-zanpa muturra

baina belarri-jario,

arrautzak bezain guri begiak;

urdea, kanoi bat bezain handi,

bai gozo etzaten zarela.

 

Buruko armairuan naiz etzaten

gauez neroni ere ohean,

eta kortako urdeak ditut zenbatzen:

pinttoak, zuriak, arrosak, beltzak, arreak...

Badoaz heriotzarantz pasabidean,

eta nire burua ere ber gisan,

bere heriotza ttipirantz.

 

[1976]

 

Hog

Oh you brown bacon machine, / how sweet you lie, / gaining a pound and a half a day, / you rolled-up pair of socks, / you dog’s nightmare, / your snout pushed in / but leaking out the ears, / your eyes as soft as eggs, / hog, big as a cannon, / how sweet you lie. // I lie in my bed at night / in the closet of my mind / and count hogs in a pen, / brown, spotted, white, pink, black, / moving on the shuttle toward death / just as my mind moves overfor its own little death.