Compte Rendu Du Bureau De Poste.(Translation) . Poem by Michael Walker
Compte Rendu Du Bureau De Poste.(Translation) .
'Aucune place pour l'erreur humaine, '
me dit le chef du bureau de poste,
' ils sont une equipe mes travailleurs ici'.
A la pause pour le the du matin je fais la connaissance de l'equipe:
efficace, incroyablement
laids chacun d'eux.
En sous-effectif? ayant besoin peut-etre
de plus d'espace de bureau? Je suggere
un fauteuil pour le jour de pension.
Mon compte rendu continue, chaque
cachet de date parafee et minutee-
etonne qu'on ne m'invite pas a rester!
'Nous administrons un bureau ici',
me dit-il, 'pas une maison'-
en regardant son equipe hochant la tete.
Mon compte rendu est officiel,
complet avant midi.Mais je reste toute
la journee: ils pensent que je ne parte jamais.
Je ne vais pas. J'attends la seule
erreur humaine sur laquelle ces travailleurs
du bureau de poste n'ont pas compte.
'Post Office report', .Sam Hunt, b.1946.From 'Sam Hunt. Knucklebones. Poems 1962-2012', p.20.
I read 'Post Office report' at a poetry club in Auckland some years ago. It was well received, in particular, 'ugly every one of them', while the last three lines intrigued the audience. I think that I chose well for my first poetry reading.
The report made on post office and its workers are definitely interestingly prepared. This translation poem is interestingly penned. He refuses to leave. He is waiting for 'the one. Je ne vais pas. J'attends la seule. This poem is very brilliant and excellent one.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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The head of the post office says there is no place for human error. Everything should be done rightly. At the break for morning tea meeting a team is nice. This poem is beautifully penned.10
This is one of Sam Hunt's best poems I think. It has humour and shows the difference in temperament between him and the postmaster. The 'I' in the poem would not be Hunt himself but a character whom he has imagined, to speak as if he were the poet. Very skilful writing in every way.