Eugenio Montale – vertaal deur Rosa Nepgen Die suurlemoene Luister na my, julle bekroonde poëte, julle wat alleen beweeg tussen plante met minder gewone name: ligusterbosse of akante; ek, ék verkies om te dwaal in die lang gras op paaie diep tussen halfdroë spruite, in modderpoele opgedam langs die paaie, waar seuns soms ‘n skraal…
Category: Vertalings
Ons plaas graag vertalings van gedigte deur gepubliseerde digters. Dis ook onderworpe aan keuring. Daar is Indekse op hierdie webtuiste vir vertalings na Afrikaans en van Afrikaans weer na ander tale toe.
Wilma Stockenström – vertaling in Engels
Wilma Stockenström – vertaal deur Tony Ullyatt Wilma Stockenström has published six volumes of poetry, six novels, and a play. In 2008 a selection of her poems was published. After graduating from Stellenbosch University, she worked as a radio announcer in Pretoria. She made her début as an actress in Een bruid in de…
Rosa Keet – vertaling in Engels
Rosa Keet – vertaal deur Tony Ullyatt a private thing and if I had to die now bury me on a sand dune between bushes with a view of the sea a litre coke a carton of cigarettes and a book or two I am not very flashy but an eiderdown and a blow-up…
Phil du Plessis – vertaling in Engels
Phil du Plessis – vertaal deur Tony Ullyatt To the printer I My verse holds me fast and offers no words to break out from there II Trapped, I strip my senses, but remain impure from incessant rhyming with death III please attenuate my sorrow with white.
Jeanne Goosen – vertaling in Engels
Jeanne Goosen – vertaal deur Tony Ullyatt the morning comes with its tatters the morning comes with its tatters and its puzzles there is nothing I am sure about the lorry has stopped for the waste stuff they congregate there, on the pavement my shiny bags full of revulsion paper and words they are heaved…
George Weideman – vertaling in Engels
George Weideman – vertaal deur Tony Ullyatt It’s as if the flowers It’s as if the flowers are crippled this year, with unclear eyes; the plains dull and ashen-grey – you must come in good time so that we can search deep gullies for wild flax and wild roses. It’s as if the sunbird…
E. W. S. Hammond – vertaling in Engels
E. W. S. Hammond – vertaal deur Tony Ullyatt Spring in England The sun has come back again with the colour of wild daffodils. And swallows in their tremulous flight from my haemorrhaging South Africa. Autumn It’s the sun that is grieving. It’s the trees that weep. I just sit here. Would anyone mind if…
Peter Holvoet-Hanssen – vertaling in Afrikaans
Peter Holvoet-Hanssen – Vertaal deur Charl-Pierre Naudé Maanfees Dit was die maan die volmaan die letters het mosbedekte woorde gevorm en ’n takkeweelde het die aandag vasgegryp die woorde het sinne verwek die nag oop op ’n kier die sig was goed besonder goed dus was die uile heel doenig ek stap deur die bos…