Posted by: W. E. Poplaski | September 21, 2008

POEM OF THE DAY: Candles

by C. P.  Cavafy (1863 – 1933).

 

Candles   

 

Days to come stand in front of us

like a row of lighted candles—

golden, warm, and vivid candles.

 

Days gone by fall behind us,

a gloomy line of snuffed-out candles;                                           5

the nearest are smoking still,

cold, melted, and bent.

 

I don’t want to look at them: their shape saddens me,

and it saddens me to remember their original light.

I look ahead at my lighted candles.                                              10

 

I don’t want to turn for fear of seeing, terrified,

how quickly that dark line gets longer,

how quickly the snuffed-out candles proliferate.

 

Translated by Edmund Keeley / Philip Sherrard

 

Notes:

 http://www.cavafy.com/

http://greece.poetryinternationalweb.org/piw_cms/cms/cms_module/index.php?obj_id=2452&x=1


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