POETRY IS LIKE TAKING A DEEP BREATH

Monday, 2 May 2011

BIRTH OF THE FOAL





As May was opening the rosebuds,
elder and lilac beginning to bloom,
it was time for the mare to foal.
She'd rest herself, or hobble lazily

after the boy who sang as he led her
to pasture, wading through the meadow flowers.
They wandered back at dusk, bone-tired,
the moon perched on a blue shoulder of sky.

Then the mare lay down, 
sweating and trembling, on her straw in the stable.
The drowsy, heavy-bellied cows
surrounded her, waiting, watching, snuffing.

Later, when even the hay slept
and the shaft of the Plough pointed south,
the foal was born. Hours the mare
spent licking the foal with its glue-blind eyes.

And the foal slept at her side,
a heap of feathers ripped from a bed.
Straw never spread as soft as this.
Milk or snow never slept like a foal.

Dawn bounced up in a bright red hat,
waved at the world and skipped away.
Up staggered the foal,
its hooves were jelly-knots of foam.

Then day sniffed with its blue nose
through the open stable window, and found them -
the foal nuzzling its mother,
velvet fumbling for her milk.

Then all the trees were talking at once,
chickens scrabbled in the yard,
like golden flowers
envy withered the last stars.



Ferenc Juhasz
1928
translated from the Hungarian by David Wevill




8 comments:

  1. Such a fine example of the wonders of spring... thank you for sharing.

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  2. Precious. I have a photo of the foal (colt) next door nuzzling and drinking from his mother. I will post it it sometime this week. Is this a photo of a horse near your home? Such a sweet, gentle face.

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  3. Really lovely. Blue-nosed day and red-capped dawn, and the foal. Thanks for posting this, Friko! Really enjoyed it.

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  4. Oh I really like this. I had not come across it before.

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  5. friko i'm afraid of horses but this is a beautiful approach to their magic. steven

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  6. We had our foal born in our own stable, it can be compared to nothing. This is a beautiful poem.

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  7. Pěkné ráno, děkuji za návštěvu na mém blogu.
    Máte úžasné fotky, moc se mi líbí. Zuzana

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