This poem is taken from PN Review 240, Volume 44 Number 4, March - April 2018.
‘The Cygnet’ translated by Simon Smith
Simon Smith
after Charles Baudelaire’s ‘The Cygnet’
(for Dorothy Lehane)
I
Andromache
my thoughts are with you
from a little trickle
poor & sad mirror of Ages ago
echo to your unbearable loss
now the sour Stour busted with your tears
shocking my teeming memory
into action –
from the close
dog’s leg crossing Beaconsfield Road
then down the back alley
– recalled for me the new Carrousel –
...
(for Dorothy Lehane)
I
Andromache
my thoughts are with you
from a little trickle
poor & sad mirror of Ages ago
echo to your unbearable loss
now the sour Stour busted with your tears
shocking my teeming memory
into action –
from the close
dog’s leg crossing Beaconsfield Road
then down the back alley
– recalled for me the new Carrousel –
...
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