Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Breath (Georgi Bratanov)

Author: Georgi Bratanov

The sky inhales dusk
expires light.
Again and yet again...
Night and day take turns
Sky and dusk. Sky and light.
Time is round turning
and all constellations
chime over my soul as bells would
Again and yet again...

Where am I, who am I and why
My questions try
To reach the white egg of mystery,
To get into the living kernel of eternity
And to come back along the back route.
To me - me, white
As a Tibet snow-man,
More white, more blue, more rose, more green
And more infinite than susetless down.
The man in the clutches his soul
And weeps as God,
Thirsting for twin, for brother, for double

Georgi Bratanov lahir pada tahun 1944 di kota Yambol. Ia kuliah jurusan Jurnalisme di University "Sv. Kliment Ohridsky" Sofia. Setelah menyelesaikan studi, Bratanov bekerja sebagai editor-in-chief majalah "Zary" dan menjadi pembicara bagi Union of the Blind di Bulgaria. Georgi Bratanov memenangkan serangkaian kontes National Literary Prizes. Karyanya yang berbahasa Bulgaria telah diterjemahkan ke dalam bahasa Inggris, Prancis, Jerman, Spanyol, Rusia, Italia, Finlandia, Rumania dan Usbekh.

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