Wednesday, April 18, 2018
Nuit De Decembre.(Translation) . Comments
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La pente froide se tient debout au noir
Mais le sud des arbres est sec au toucher
Les membres lourds grimpent dans la lumiere de la lune en portant des plumes
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3/14/2026 3:37:20 AM # 1.0.0
Heavy limbs climb in the moon light. Cold is standing upright but the southern trees are dry to the touch. An amazing and thought provoking imagery is drawn in this poem. W. S. Merwin has brilliantly penned this. Your nice translation has added values with perfection to this poem....10