Benno Barnard

Een kus in Brussel

Язык: голландский

Переводы: английский (A Kiss in Brussels), испанский (Un beso en Bruselas), французский (Un baiser à Bruxelles), турецкий (Brüksel’de bir öpücük), немецкий (Ein Kuss in Brüssel)

Een kus in Brussel

Hier staan we te verstijven in een park.
Een kus voorkomt dat men mijn adem ziet,
mijn hand blijft steken in een teer gebaar.
Ik wil je loslaten, maar kan het niet:
mijn vingers zijn de feiten in je haar.
Wij zijn in het Ter Kameren van een seconde
koude geliefden, die met maartse monden
elkaar een kus geven als een citaat.

Переводы:

Язык: английский

A Kiss in Brussels

We stand here freezing in our winter coats,
a kiss prevents my breath from showing white,
my hand slows to a halt in mid caress,
I want to let you go, but not tonight –
my fingers in your hair, the evidence.
Here for a second in this city park,
we’re two cold lovers mouthing March,
who kiss as though exchanging quotes.

Язык: испанский

Un beso en Bruselas

Aquí estamos ateridos en un parque.
Previene un beso que se vea mi aliento,
Mi mano se hiela en un gesto frágil.
Quisiera dejarte pero no puedo:
mis dedos son los hechos en tu cabello.
Por un segundo en La Cambre somos
los fríos amorosos, que con bocas de marzo
se dan, a manera de cita, un beso.

Язык: французский

Un baiser à Bruxelles

Nous voici dans un parc, frigorifiés,
mon souffle invisible sous un baiser,
ma main se figeant dans un geste tendre.
Je veux te lâcher, mais ne le peux;
mes doigts: faits d’hiver dans tes cheveux.
Nous sommes, à la Cambre, les amants froids
d’une seconde, qui avec des bouches de giboulée
se donnent la citation d’un baiser.

Язык: турецкий

Brüksel’de bir öpücük

İşte, kaskatı kesilmişiz bir parkta
Öpüşmemiz önlüyor soluğumun görülmesini.
Elim sevecen bir işarete takılıp kalmış.
Bırakmak istiyorum onu ama olmuyor:
parmaklarım artık gerçeği saçlarının
Seğirtiyoruz ağaç altlarına
soğuk aşıklar, martsı ağızlarıyla
öpücükler veriyorlar karşılıklı, bir alıntı okur gibi.

Язык: немецкий

Ein Kuss in Brüssel

Wir stehen frierend da im Park. Ein Kuss
verhindert, dass mein Atem sichtbar wird,
die zarte Geste meiner Hand erstarrt.
Ich will dich loslassen, doch kann es nicht:
Deine Haare sind die Fakten meiner Finger.
Wir sind in dem Ter Kameren einer Sekunde
kalte Geliebte, die mit Märzens Munde
einander küssen und der Kuss Zitat.“*

[* Das ‘Zitat’ zielt auf das in Belgien bekannte Gedicht
‘Een kus in Ter Kameren’ von Jos de Haes.]

Benno Barnard

Foto © Sven van Baarle

* 21.11.1954, Amsterdam, Нидерланды
Место жительства: , Бельгия

Benno Barnard (1954) originates from Amsterdam, but has lived in Belgium for over thirty years. He made his debut in 1981 with a volume of cerebral romantic poetry. His later collections – influenced by the English poets of the interwar period – are more sober in tone and testify to a historical pessimism; they contain both series of longer poems and mini-epics.

After reworking John Dryden’s classical All for Love in Dutch (Liefdeswoede, 1993), he wrote four verse dramas of his own; Mevrouw Appelfeld (2007) is his first prose work for the theatre.

Barnard’s other prose works are a modernistic mixture of essay, narrative, polemic and autobiography, as in the ‘genealogical autobiography’ Eeuwrest(Remnant of a Century, 2001).

In 2006 he published both the anthology Het tongbotje, gedichten 1981-2005 (The Tongue Bone, Poems 1981-2005), severely selective but expanded with much new poetry, and the collection Dichters van het Avondland (Poets of the West), in which Barnard presents a history of the twentieth century through the work of ten European poets.

The question of the identity of the post-war European is the driving force behind his work, in which he often uses 'the Belgian model’ as an ideal, referring to the Austro-Hungarian dual monarchy. Genres and styles of language serve as different ways of approaching the subject. The backdrop to all this is European history and the role of Judaic philosophy in it; central to Barnard’s work is the Talmudic conviction that ‘the secret of redemption’ is memory.

Benno Barnard has received various important literary prizes and is a welcome visitor at international poetry festivals. His translations include poems by Emiel Verhaeren, W.H. Auden, Paul Celan and Eva Runefelt. Books by him have been translated into French, Czech, Hungarian, Serbo-Croat and Turkish.

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