THE END BY MARK STRAND

When he's held by the sea's roar, motionless, there at the end,
Or what he shall hope for once it is clear that he'll never go back.

When the time has passed to prune the rose or caress the cat,
When the sunset torching the lawn and the full moon icing it down
No longer appear, not every man knows what he'll discover instead.
When the weight of the past leans against nothing, and the sky

Is no more than remembered light, and the stories of cirrus
And cumulus come to a close, and all the birds are suspended in flight,
Not every man knows what is waiting for him, or what he shall sing
When the ship he is on slips into darkness, there at the end.

NO MORE CLOUDS AND NO MORE SKY.

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Mark Strand, prize-winning poet, dies in NYC at 80






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Non ogni uomo sa cosa canterà alla fine,

guardando il molo mentra la nave salpa, o cosa sentirà

quando sarà afferrato dal ruggito del mare, immoto là alla fine.

O cosa spererà quando sarà chiaro che non tornerà.

MARK STRAND E' MORTO ---- LA SUA ULTIMA INTERVISTA

  MARK STRAND ,  poeta e critico americano, ottanta anni compiuti lo scorso aprile, è morto ieri a Brooklyn.

 Un nostro amico, Ezequiel Zaidenwerg, poeta e traduttore argentino,  aveva appena pubblicato quella che può essere considerata la sua ultima intervista:


http://www.letraslibres.com/revista/entrevista/entrevista-mark-strand?page=0,0

 Intervista è pubblicata grazie alla gentile concessione di Ezequiel Zaidenwerg