Le Voyageur. Poem by Michael Walker
Le Voyageur.
Le voyageur
Qui s'apercevait le chemin de la verite,
Fut frappe d'etonnement.
Il avait une croissance epaisse de la mauvaise herbe.
'Ha, ' dit-il,
'Je vois que personne n'a passe ici depuis longteps'.
Plus tard il vit que chaque mauvaise herbe
Etait un couteau singulier.
'Bien', marmotta-t-il enfin,
'Il y a sans doute d'autres chemins.'
_ 'The Wayfarer.'Stephen Crane.1899,2015.
This is a translation of the poem The Wayfarer by Stephen Crane
Thursday, March 19, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: travel
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The quest for truth, in literature or philosophy, is long and arduous. Not many have the ability or perseverance to get very far.
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