Daniel Hugo – vertaal deur/translated by Charl JF Cilliers
Daniel Hugo was born in Stellenbosch on 26 February 1955. He spent his school years in Greyton and Windhoek. He subsequently obtained a BA (Hons) degree at the University of Stellenbosch, an MA at the University of Pretoria and DLitt (Free State). At Stellenbosch he was a member of the D.J. Opperman Literary Laboratory. In 1982 Hugo made his debut as a poet with the volume Korte Mette. His latest volume is Die panorama in my truspieël. He is also well known as a translator of the Dutch poets Gerrit Komrij (Die elektries gelaaide hand) and Herman de Coninck (Die lenige liefde). After almost 20 years as a broadcaster on the Afrikaans radio service of the SABC, he is now editor of Protea Boekhuis. He has won several prizes for his translation work and radio programmes.
Table Bay II
To the horizon the salt of the ocean stretches
— a slavish mirror reflecting its azure —
the sun is a banished fire that trembles
over the bubble of Robben Island there
with all its scars of lepers and mandelas
I take a seat on a bench to admire
the view – on the sea breeze the polluted
miasma of a mendicant wafts all around —
before me rocks the radiant blue bay
and the tawny hilltops of the Swartland
to enjoy nature’s serenity in this land
your conscience needs to bear a heavy load.
(From: Skeurkalender, Tafelberg, 1998)
(Tr. by Charl JF Cilliers)
The House Listens
my rooms are hollow as an inner ear
I hear how the occupants noisily fight,
make love, find fault, console each other, tear
to shreds the nasty present, never content;
keep bickering about could or should or might
let me tell you that I preserve what went
before: my bedrock cracks under the load each day
my ceilings riddled by all the echoes
from too many curses my plasterwork crumbles
from years of tears, on window panes the blight
of rust: and so what was wears all of us away
my roof plates and all your prayers that were sent
cry out for help with each mounting decibel
unheard in every night’s hollow conch shell
(From: Dooiemansdeur, Tafelberg, 1991)
(Tr. by Charl JF Cilliers)
In Memoriam The Poet
His life was brief but heated
(at thirty years of age it ceased)
every flagon he depleted
let no lush virgin rest in peace
all his escapades he’d treat
with the clamorousness of his rhyme
his art was his prime conceit
blasphemous as a Faust
alas, he who seeks his wages
there is doomed to those Dark Ages:
hounded endlessly to dwell
by the printer’s devil’s sentence
without let or hindrance
in an antiquated hell
(From: Verse van die ongeloof, HAUM-Literêr, 1989)
(Tr. by Charl JF Cilliers)
Deconstruction
the poet philosophises:
draw a line through silence
then you have words
draw a line through night
then it’s daylight
draw a line through death
then there is life
draw a line through the line
to make sure the cancellation is excised
and night, death, silence are revitalised
draw a line through poet
(Uncollected poem)
(Tr. by Charl JF Cilliers)
Sparrow And Man
God never stops working on his cosmic symphony
(which will forever, so it seems, remain unfinished)
vexed by the harmony’s inflexibility
from time to time he brushes loose notes from his table
one of them lands in the tree in front of my window
indignantly it sits there chirping
I have sympathy
with my fellow earthling, my small sparrow friend
in God’s universe there are far too many scraps
(From: Die panorama in my truspieël, Protea Boekhuis, 2009)
(Tr. by Charl JF Cilliers)
Translator:
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Charl JF Cilliers was born in 1941 in Cape Town. Initially he went into the field of electronics and lectured for 4 years. He then joined Parliament as a translator in 1968 and retired in 1998 as Editor of Hansard. His first volume of poems West-Falling Light appeared in 1971, to be followed by Has Winter No Wisdom in 1978. His Collected Poems 1960 – 2008 appeared in 2008 and The Journey in 2010. His latest volume of poetry , A momentary stay. was published in 2011. He also published a volume of children’s poems, Fireflies Facing The Moon, in 2008. He has retired to the Cape West Coast where he continues to write. |


Charl JF Cilliers kry dit reg om een van Daniel se mooiste gedigte reg te vertaal: hier as “Deconstruction”.
Charl verander of verbeter nie gedigte nie. Hy vertaal die gedig en bly getrou aan die oorspronklike vers. En dit is m.i. hoekom sy vertalings so puik is. En hy laat ‘n mens die digter se werklike bydrae weer be-kyk. Ek stem met Johann de Lange saam: daar moet ‘n bundel van sy vertalings verskyn.
Charl is ‘n puik vertaler. Hy navigeer presies die digter se gevoel en transporteer die gedig uitstekend van een taal na ‘n ander. Hy bly getrou aan die digter se bedoelings. Hy is natuurlik ook ‘n uitstekende digter.
Ek stem saam!
Daniel, Charl is nie net ‘n goeie digter nie, maar ‘n dêm goeie vertaler. Hy behoort te kyk of hy nie ‘n uitgewer kan kry om sy vertalings van Afrikaanse digters uit te gee nie. Die Engelse lesers plaaslik het nie ‘n idee van die variasie van die Afrikaanse poësie nie. Dit hoef nie te kompeteer met die een waaruit hierdie reste kom nie, hulle kan naasmekaar staan, maar die lokale een kan hom vir vertalersprys in aanmerking laat kom.