Un Ami A Un Grand Nombre. (Translation) . Poem by Michael Walker
Un Ami A Un Grand Nombre. (Translation) .
(en memoire, Rupert Taylor)
La riviere coule a travers les jonquilles
Des fleurs sur tous les appuis des fenetres;
Nous te rejoindrons quand nous mourrons
Nous flanerons dans ces collines vertes;
Ami a de nombreux personnes, mon type, adieu.
- ' Friend to many' (in memory, Rupert Taylor)Sam Hunt.
'Knucklebones. Poems 1962-2012',97.
Sunday, February 24, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: death,memory
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Sam Hunt had many friends, just as the deceased man Rupert Taylor, did. He was a friend to many. One day they will meet him again when they too die. In the last line, Hunt addresses Rupert Taylor 'man', which is very common in spoken colloquial English, but there is no exact French equivalent.
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