Poem, LONDON
Feb 17, 2022
Berg
by Meryl Pugh
This wall tower, this shut face,
this absolute rebuttal to ‘city’; does it not stir
a fish flick, bear paw, cut and fin?
To press against the deck rail,
to want blue-green, deep in the mass
is to find calling shaken out:
black tatters from a broken wing.
Powder stack, compacted crystal repetitions;
even this call scuds away, is ash scurf on melt water,
krill for petrels, the wake of a ship – mostly prow, for searching.
note
First published in Natural Phenomena (2018, London: Penned-in-the-Margins).
氷山
メリル・ピュウ
訳 二宮豊
この塔壁、堅牢な面、
「都市」への絶対的な反芻：うおの跳躍、
熊の前足、切り裂きとヒレにも微動だにしない。
デッキレールへからだを押し付け
茫漠の深みに、ブルーグリーンを求めることは
投げ出された呼び声を見つけること：
折れた翼に舞う襤褸。
積も った粉雪は、連続したクリスタルの密集体：
この呼び声が失せたとして、それは雪融けに浮かぶ灰の鱗
ウミツバメのためのオキアミ、船首が作る軌跡、さがしつづけて。
注
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【#2 crossing lines ポッドキャスト】メリル・ピュー「氷山」
Meryl Pugh
Meryl Pugh teaches for Poetry School, London and the University of East Anglia. Her first collection, Natural Phenomena (2018, Penned-in-the-Margins) was the UK Poetry Book Society's 2018 Spring Guest Choice, a Poetry School Book of the Year and long-listed for the 2020 UK Laurel Prize. A pamphlet, Wife of Osiris, is forthcoming from Verve Poetry Press (May 2021) and a work of creative non-fiction, Feral City, from Penned-in-the-Margins in 2022.
