Misty Venice

 

Íomha: Ron Rosenstock

amach as an gceo
isteach sa cheo
amhrán an ghondalóra

out of the mist
into the mist
gondolier's song

Alex Salmond

 

Photo: Ron Rosenstock

Alex Salmond
O is he dead then?
say the waters of Loch Leven


Alex Salmond
Ó, an marbh atá sé?
a deir uiscí Loch Lìobhan


Alex Salmond
fegs! is he deid then?
threep the watters o Loch Leven

Scots: John McDonald

The English version of this haiku (or senryu) echoes a  sonnet by G. M. Hopkins, Felix Randal, (1880) which also contains the poet-priest's blessing:

Ah well, God rest him all road ever he offended!

haiku

Ron Rosenstock 

     

     struggling to make it . . .

     all alone

     wilderness tree 

     crann ar an iargúil        

    ag streachailt de shíor

    leis féin

  raxin tae mak it . . .

 aw alane

 wulderness tree

                                 

  Béarla na hAlban: John McDonald

Fóta-tanka

                 Ron Rosenstock

tá a theampall féin

ag an dúlra, a eaglais

is a mhosc féinig

         níl aon ghá le paidreacha

         fáiltítear roimh druma an chroí   

nature has its mosques

its churches and its temples

all are allowed in

      no prayers are necessary

      only the drumbeat of hearts

la naturaleza tiene sus mezquitas

sus iglesias y sus templos

todos son permitidos

   no se necesitan plegarias

   solo el latido de los corazones

Spanish: Patricia Jiménez

 

Fóta-tanka

   Ron Rosenstock 

we're as deaf as stones

the elders meet up once more

they share their wisdom

     they warn us of things to come

     we fritter away our lives

táimid bodhar, a chuid

cruinníonn na saoithe arís

roinneann a ngaois linn

     is tugann foláireamh dúinn

     tá an t-am á mheilt againn

somos sordos como piedras

los ancianos se reunen una vez más

ellos comparten su vision

    nos advierten de las cosas que vienen

    malgastamos nuestras vidas

Spanish: Patricia Jiménez

fóta-tanka

                Ron Rosenstock 

ní thagann aois air

ritheann an t-am trí gach ní

is athnuaitear é

    táimid ag dul in óige,

    a thaisce, go míorúilteach

time runs through all things

it never ever grows old

renewed in the now

    look, we grow young, Belovèd

    is it not a miracle

μες σ' όλα ρέει

ποτέ δεν γερνά ο χρόνος

ξανανιώνει στο τώρα

         δες, νέοι γινόμαστε

         δεν είναι θαύμα, Αγάπη;

Gréigis: Sarah Thilykou

 

Loch Matheson

Ron Rosenstock 

cuimhní glanta

     go deo . . .

     beanna sa loch

     memories

     erased for good . . .

    mountain peaks in a lake

     amintiri

    iremediabil șterse . . .

   piscuri într-un lac

Leagan Rómáinise: Olimpia Iacob

saolta

Ron Rosenstock 

saolta

  roimhe seo

    ag cúlú

past

   lives

     receding

vieți 

  anterioare

    estompîndu-se

 Leagan Rómáinise: Olimpia Iacob

Parthas / paradise

Ron Rosenstock 

ever destroying

and ever recreating itself . . .

this paradise

á scriosadh féin

is á athchruthú féin de shíor . . .

an parthas seo 

    

iar se distruge

și iar se reface. . .  

acest paradis

Leagan Rómáinise: Olimpia Iacob

triúr manach

                     Ron Rosenstock

ina seasamh nocht

os comhair Rí na nDúl

triúr manach atá marbh

standing naked

before God

three dead monks

de pie desnudos

ante Dios

tres monjes muertos

                                                                       (Leagan Spáinnise: Patricia Jiménez, Cósta Ríce)

An chamhaoir

Ron Rosenstock
an chamhaoir i Maracó . . . an solas a lorg san uile ní	dawn in Morocco ... seeking the light in all things
αυγή Μαρόκο . . . ψάχνοντας το φως σε όλα τα πράγματα Leagan Gréigise: Sarah Thilykou

Lion Mountain, Milford Sound, N.Z.

Ron Rosenstock
glaonn an chuach ó shliabh go sliabh . . . freagraíonn na sleibhte
	from mountain to mountain a cuckoo calls . . . and the mountains answer

Tide Pools

Ron Rosenstock
grian an tráthnóna á lorg féin i measc linnte
	evening sun . . . looking for itself among pools

Arizona

Ron Rosenstock

macallaí . . . ag teacht is ag imeacht ó chainneoin na haigne

echoes . . . rising and falling from canyons of the mind

Gleann Kathmandu / The Kathmandu Valley

Ron Rosenstock
solas fós san áit a mbíodh an Búda ar fán . . . Gleann Kathmandu
	where Buddha roamed light still lingers . . . Kathmandu Valley

Trøllkonufingur

Ron Rosenstock

díreoidh sí go deo ar a bhfuil as a raon - méar na caillí

it points forever to what's beyond its reach - the witch's finger

pe veci îndreptat înspre dincolo de el — degetul șișcăi Leagan Rómáinise: Olimpia Iacob

Faroe Islands / Na Scigirí

Ron Rosenstock

níos mó agus níos mó néalta píolótaigh truaillithe ag mearcair

more and more clouds pilot whales contaminated by mercury

nori, tot mai mulți nori— bîntuie mercurul în balena pilot Leagan Rómáinise:Olimpia Iacob

Néalta

Ron Rosenstock

osna ó chroí folamh . . . néalta á mbá ina chéile

a sigh from an empty heart . . . merging of clouds

oftatul unei inimi pustii. . . se-mpreună norii Leagan Romáinise: Olimpia Iacob

Na Scigirí

Ron Rosenstock
ina dtost ó mhaidin . . . stacaí farraige	they've said nothing all morning . . . sea stacks
niciun cuvînt toată dimineața. . . stînci ieșind din mare Leagan Rómáinse: Olimpia Iacob

Bog / Portach

Ron Rosenstock
cén t-am é cén bhliain í seo – portach i nDeilphi	what time is it what year is this – a bog in Delphi