The clearing in the hedge
A Prytherch, that man, the cap broken
saw him often framed by the clear
between two hazel, eyes bright, bright
as thorns, looking pale and light yellow
covering the
valley at dawn, where the dew off a halo of gray fog
on sheep and lambs.
Or was it an appearance that, with vigorous strokes, drew
branches on that piece of sky
naked? For there is,
early, when the light is good
and suddenly, passing a bird, looked up.
Of An Acre of Land (1952) Δ
Christmas in the hills
came for the snow to snow even more pure
bread, sobaron
with huge hands,
approached his lips like beasts, staring at the cup dark
where the wine shone, I knew the language
acre, trembled as he recalled
a sin and mourn love
heard momentarily in the manger of your heart.
got up and returned to their lands
poor, naked under the stark light
December. His horizon is contracted
the small rock-strewn field
and the tree, where the weather nailed
horror that the body had asked
birth
Δ
Combat
have no name.
We fought you all day and night now approaching,
the darkness from which we emerged
looking; anonymous
you retire and leave us
healing bruises and dislocated bones.
No
remedy for the failure of language. Physicists tell us how you measure
, chemicals
ingredients in your thinking. But no one says
who you are, or why
be addressed by the innocent marches
in
vocabulary and beaten us with your silence. Die, we die knowing that resist infinitely
border of the great poem.
De Laboratories of the Spirit (1975) Δ
Hunched
head tilted
on the bowels,
on the manuscript on the block
on
rows of turnips.
Do not ever stand the sight?
What makes them think that kneeling
is Prayer? It's
walk upright in the sun.
Was the weight of the jaw
what their backs hunched and
vision remained below the horizon?
took two million years to straighten
,
but they bent over maps, tools,
the drawing board,
navel
mathematician who is the nod from God.
De Between Here and Now (1981)
Ronald Stuart Thomas (1913-2000) was a poet and pastor Anglican Church parishes increasingly remote from Wales. His poetry begins with The Stones of the Field (1946) and ends, fifty years later, with No Truce with the Furies (1995). In English, can read poetry anthology (Ediciones Trea, 2008, bilingual edition, translated from Albarracín Misael Ruiz).
In his early poems, marked by his experience in small rural communities, irritated, and pities the same time farmers, describes the attitude forthright mediocrity of his parishioners and, overall, offers a bleak portrait of the environment claiming. For twenty years and eighteen poems fed Pryterch Iago figure, a farmer unable to object to its destination. The character, the result of the failure of the poet to find a rural hero, is, nevertheless, a "victor in the battle." Since the seventies, his poetry became more introspective and philosophical. RS Thomas spent the last years of his life in Aberdaron, west Wales, compared to the bird sanctuary on the island of Bardsey. In 1996 he was nominated for the Nobel Prize for literature.
In his early poems, marked by his experience in small rural communities, irritated, and pities the same time farmers, describes the attitude forthright mediocrity of his parishioners and, overall, offers a bleak portrait of the environment claiming. For twenty years and eighteen poems fed Pryterch Iago figure, a farmer unable to object to its destination. The character, the result of the failure of the poet to find a rural hero, is, nevertheless, a "victor in the battle." Since the seventies, his poetry became more introspective and philosophical. RS Thomas spent the last years of his life in Aberdaron, west Wales, compared to the bird sanctuary on the island of Bardsey. In 1996 he was nominated for the Nobel Prize for literature.
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Courtesy of editor and translator Reasons flyer offers three poems from the aforementioned anthology and one novel, "The light in the hedge."
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