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Lidia Vianu - Director of CTITC (CENTRE FOR THE TRANSLATION AND INTERPRETATION OF THE CONTEMPORARY TEXT), Bucharest University, Professor of Contemporary British Literature at the English Department of Bucharest University, Member of the Writers’ Union, Romania.

 

 
 
 
 
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CTITC

CENTRE FOR THE TRANSLATION AND INTERPRETATION OF THE CONTEMPORARY TEXT
CENTRUL PENTRU TRADUCEREA SI INTERPRETAREA TEXTULUI CONTEMPORAN

 

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 TRANSLATION CAFÉ 


 

MTTLC
MA Programme for the

TRANSLATION OF THE CONTEMPORARY LITERARY TEXT

Review of Contemporary Texts in Translation and E-Learning

 

 

 

 

Mary MacRae

Life Story


Night, and you step out into blackness, over
the side of the silent vessel, dreading that you
or your boots might slip and miss the rung, one
false move your last. Between above and below
you hang breathless, locked into history—
and this is what you chose, what you want.

No moon, no stars—though light’s not what you want—
only a sound like a thumb rubbing over
corrugated card as the men in your story
run down the ladder, loaded with kit. And you
feel rather than see, where the man below
you wavers, shifts his pack, now there’s no-one.

‘Dropped like a stone,’ I hear you say, ‘just one
splash and he’d gone.’ A small smile. You want
to cry, can’t quite believe the man below
the water wasn’t you, rehearse it over
and over again to convince yourself that you
survived the war, came home to tell your story.

It comes back to me now: hearing your story
I saw what you saw, clear as glass, how someone
plummeted down, but whether it was you,
or him, or someone else, I didn’t want
to know. Slid through a door that closed over
his head, from dark above to dark below.

Whoever that man was who plunged below,
if you’re the secret sharer of his story
then I’m yours. And the story isn’t over;
when you dropped like a stone you left me one
part short, however much I wanted—want—
to understand the plot and why I miss you.

Taller than life, younger than in death, you
come to visit me now from way below
the spirit-level of dream; won’t speak. I want
to ask if you can love me—that old story—
but don’t; put my arms around you one
last time and say, I love you, over and over.

I conjured you from below by telling your story
and then I saw our two stories are one:
can I want yours to end before mine’s over?

Liviu Martinescu

Mary MacRae

Povestea unei vieti


Noapte si tu pasesti in bezna, peste
balustrada vasului mut, speriat de gandul
c-ai sa aluneci sau sa ratezi o bara a scarii
si te-ai dus. Intre ceruri, atirni gafaiind,
tintuit in istorie – una pe care ai ales-o
dar la care nici acum nu renunti.

Nu tu luna, nu tu stele –lumina lor n-o vrea nimeni –
ci doar un harsait ca un deget plimbat pe
glaspapir, sunt camarazii din povestea ta,
coborand, cu rucsacu-n spinare. Simti,
nu prea vezi,cum cel de sub tine se clatina,
isi muta rucsacul si dispare in gol.

,,Ca piatra”, te aud povestind,” pleosc
si salut!” Zambesti stingher. Ai vrea sa
plangi, nici azi nu-ti vine sa crezi ca inecatul
acela nu esti tu, reiei filmul in nestire
ca sa te convingi ca ai venit teafar din razboi,
acasa, sa-ti spui mereu povestea.

Si mie-mi revine povestitul tau: vedeam
ce ai vazut si tu, aievea, cum un om
a cazut ca piatra, dar daca acela a fost un camarad,
tu, sau indiferent cine, asta nu voiam sa stiu.
O usa s-a inchis brusc asupra lui si s-a petrecut,
dintr-un intuneric in altul.

Indiferent cine a plonjat in necunoscut,
odata ce tu ii stii povestea,
pe mine m-ai castigat.Si se continua, caci
cand te-ai dus ca piatra mi-ai lasat mie dilema
si mult am mai vrut – vreau inca –
sa-i pricep cheia si de ce imi lipsesti.

Hipertrofiat, mai tanar decat in moarte, vii
sa ma vizitezi de-acolo din adanc, de sub
mantia visului; mut. Eu vreau
sa te-ntreb daca ma iubesti – poveste veche –
dar n-o fac; ia-ma in brate o ultima oara
si spune-mi ca ma iubesti, iar si iar.

Te-am adus la suprafata prin magia povestii
tale si-acum constat ca povestea mea si povestea ta
sunt una.As putea spera ca a ta sa se opreasca inainte
de a mea?

 

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