Triste, ce temps

A morning of enforced idleness. Too many people coming round to fill boxes. The usual Indian summer that starts at the beginning of September and lasts well into October just hasn’t materialised. Rain, rain, rain is all we get.

This rather miserable poem is for the Secret Keeper’s prompt. Written in French with English adaptation.

SAD | WIND | HUG | MOOD | TAKE

 

Triste, ce temps, ce ciel de traîne d’un gris profond,

Soumis les arbres embracés par ce vent du nord,

Qui se tortillent en murmurant des mots de plainte.

Je laisse mes doigts effleurent la peau si lisse de soie liquide,

De mon lac perdu parmi les bâtiments indifférents,

Et le vent emporte ces larmes, ces rêves mal dessinés,

Dans un ciel de traîne, pleurer sur le dos solide de l’océan.

 

Sad, this changing sky of cloudy grey,

The trees that bend beneath the north wind’s grasp,

And murmur, as they bow, words of complaint.

My fingers trace the skin of liquid silk,

Of my lake lost among uncaring crowds,

Snatched by the wind, tears and unformed dreams

Fall from a changing sky onto the sea’s broad back.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

13 thoughts on “Triste, ce temps”

  1. I love the French version – I didn’t know you could write so beautifully in French too. ‘Effleurer’ is such a lovely word, without a proper English translation (touch is too brutal in comparison).
    I hate all the packing in boxes – especially in the rain. Hope it all improves for you soon!

    1. Thank you 🙂 I don’t often write poetry in French, but sometimes that’s the way they come. It’s such a beautiful language for poetry that I’m afraid to touch it with my clumsy foreign ideas. The weather is really atrocious for September and it isn’t going to get much better in the foreseeable future.

  2. I wish my French was good enough to understand the French version, but the sound of the words is beautiful. 🙂 The English version is beautiful, too–though sad, there is such a dreamy quality to it. We have rain in the forecast for the next few days, too, and it is starting to get grey now.
    Good luck with the people and boxes!

  3. Gorgeous! I like it in French best, but my French is barely good enough to read it, not nearly good enough to write something so beautiful. Good luck dealing with all those boxes!

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