Для их "покоя" —
Придумали меня —
Закрыть в чулан из Прозы —
Как малое дитя —
Покой! Смогли чирикнуть —
И познать — ума — игру —
Загон при мудрости такой —
Что заключить — в Тюрьму —
Но волю изъявив —
Покинет Птица плен —
Звездою в небо воспарив,
Оставив смех — взамен —
613
They shut me up in Prose –
As when a little Girl
They put me in the Closet –
Because they liked me "still" –
Still! Could themself have peeped –
And seen my Brain – go round –
They might as wise have lodged a Bird
For Treason – in the Pound –
Himself has but to will
And easy as a Star
Look down upon Captivity –
And laugh – No more have I –
Emily Dickinson
Прим. переводчика:
<<people that had consigned her to writing prose it would be like throwing a bird in a pound for treason, so obviously a bird can’t commit treason, and it can easily fly out of a pound. In this way, she’s saying that there was no way for them to ever keep her brain pinned down – and this poem is literally proof. She’s writing poetry despite efforts to keep her strictly in the realm of prose>>.
Стихи.ру 28 сентября 2013