Jours. (Translation) . Poem by Michael Walker
Jours. (Translation) .
A quoi servent les jours?
Les jours sont ou nous nous vivons.
Ils viennent, ils nous reveillent
Maintes et maintes fois.
Ils sont pour le bonheur la-dedans:
Ou peut-on vivre sans les jours?
Ah, resoudre cette question
Apporte le pretre et le medecin
Habilles de leurs longs manteaux
Courant a travers les champs.
- ' Days'. Philip Larkin (1922-1985) .
There is a 'where' as well as a 'when' to days: we have to live
there morning after morning, night after night, until death. We strive to be happy in the time frame of days: there is nowhere else.
If you get too unhappy, you may need the doctor to prescribe pills, or the priest to confide in. They will come running over the fields to help you.
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8/28/2026 4:01:13 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
This poem titled, Days, ' by Philip Larkin (1922-1985) is exceptionally very brilliant expressive poem. The days are where we live. They come, they wake us up along with time and again. We feel sunshine and brightness of day to do duty. We get happiness and our problems we solve gaining knowledge. We get remedy from doctor during illness and we hear wisdom of scriptures from priests. A perfect tender translation gives complete essence of this poem. Excellent sharing is done! ..10
Thanks for your appreciative comment about the poem and Philip Larkin. I agree with what you write about days.