haiga

night stroll 

the moon lights up

a cat's eyes

siúlóid oíche

lasann an ghealach 

súile an chait

haiga: kala ramesh

haiku tr: gabriel rosenstock

haiga

peeling an onion... 

how many layers before 

i begin to understand

oinniún á scamhadh ... 

a liacht sin sraith 

sula dtuigim

haiga: kala ramesh 

haiku tr: gabriel rosenstock

Haiga le Lidia Rozmus: An Pholainn/ Stáit Aontaithe

 

peannaireacht le Masanobu Hoshikawa

aistriúchán Seapáinise le Ikumi Yoshimura

dúch (sumi) ar pháipéar ríse

2012

séimhe . . .

báisteach ag titim

ar chaonach

Haiga le Ellen Peckham

meán:Eitseáil ghrianphláta le Chine Collé
toisí páipéir: 22" x 15"
dáta: 2010

 

is leor leathaspairín

don chroí folamh seargtha

seo agamsa

Yoshimoto

fuineadh gréine

ach fanann solas an tráthnóna

i measc na nduilleog

 

Theodore Rousseau

Crépuscule en Sologne, Théodore Rousseau, 1867
fuaim an dorchadais ... an préachán deireanach imithe
	the sound of darkness . . . the last crow has gone

Franz von Stuck

Franz von Stuck
á shá féin aníos tríd an ithir bhog - an chéad phlúirín sneachta	pushing its way up through soft earth - the first snowdrop
raxin oop throuch the saft yirth - the furst snawdrap Leagan Béarla na hAlban: John McDonald	柔き地を 分けてすすむと― 初雪が Leagan Seapáinise: Mariko Sumikura

Robert Gibbings

Robert Gibbings, Dublin under Snow, 1918
bleá cliath faoi shneachta fadhbanna tráchta... cúpla dán	dublin under snow traffic problems... a few poems
dublin unner snaw sica bourach o traffic... a pickle verse Leagan Béarla na hAlban: John McDonald	ダブリンの雪 交通ストップ 数編の詩 Leagan seapáiníse: Mariko Sumikura

Haiga le Lidia Rozmus

dúch (sumi) ar pháipéar ríse
2014

oifig inimirce
mo mhéarlorg á fheiscint agam
den chéad uair

Árainn/ Aran

Grianghraf: Laura Jean Zito
filleadh an deoraí... balsam croí iad claíocha Árann	emigrant's return... the little stone walls of Aran that mend the heart
	μέτοικοι γυρνούν... πέτρινα τείχη Έραν γιαίνουν την καρδιά  Leagan Gréigise: Sarah Thilykou

an dream mílítheach…

Ron Rosenstock
bhíodar anseo     an dream mílítheach…         ná luaigh a n-ainm
they've been here     the pale ones…         do not utter their name	bebe lapha     ondlebe zikhanyilanga         ungababizi ngegama Leagan Súlúise: Vusi Benedict Mchunu

ár sinsir/ our ancestors

níl aon ní nach eol dóibh... ár sinsir
nothing is unknown to them... our ancestors	τίποτε άγνωστο για αυτούς δεν υπάρχει... οι πρόγονοί μας Leagan Gréigise: Sarah Thilykou

Cuinche / Quin

Ron Rosenstock
guigh ar son anam Chromail ... á róstadh ar leac na bpian	pray for the soul of Cromwell ... roasting in hell
	προσευχηθείτε για την ψυχή του Κρόμγουελ ... καίει στην κόλαση Leagan Gréigise: Sarah Thilykou

cá'il sí anois?

Ron Rosenstock
will no one tell me what she sings ... where is she now	nach ndearfadh éinne liom cad tá a chanadh aici ... cá'il sí anois
	κανείς δεν μου λέει τι τραγουδά εκείνη ... πού είναι τώρα Leagan Gréigise: Sarah Thilykou
NOTE: Haiku often employs literary allusion. Here we have an echo of Wordsworth's Solitary Reaper. 'Behold her single in the field, yon solitary Highland lass.' Wordsworth is dying to know what she is singing but, of course, she is singing in Gaelic so it's a lost world to him. Gaelic would disappear from the Highlands before long, the people forced out out to make way for English sheep.

Ugo Mulas

Ugo Mulas
coinnigh an lag lag is an láidir láidir... a Thiarna, éist linn!
	keep the weak weak and the strong strong... Lord, hear us!

John Delaney

John Delaney
	an mac tíre féin bíonn eagla a chraicinn air... fiolar na Mongóile
even the wolf lives in fear... Mongolian eagle

Vinalhaven

Ron Rosenstock
	Vinalhaven ó, a Vinalhaven . . . is ann duit i gcónaí?
Vinalhaven oh, Vinalhaven . . . you are still there?

Ruth Orkin

Ruth Orkin
dordán ag cuileog . . . seoid ise leis
	buzzing fly . . . it too a treasure

Balthus

Balthus
	gan éinne ina dhúiseacht ach mé féin is leamhan ... solas a chéile
	no one awake but myself and a moth . . . the light of one another
	κανένας ξύπνιος μόνον εγώ και ο σκόρος... φως ο ένας του άλλου Leagan Gréigise: Sarah Thilykou

Joan Fontcuberta 2

Joan Fontcuberta
aimsir gharbh . . . tá glór na ngéanna ag eitilt ó dheas
harsh weather . . . the sound of geese is flying south	άγριος καιρός . . . το πέταγμα της χήνας ηχεί στον νότο Leagan Gréigise: Sarah Thilykou