Sylvia Plath
ARIEL
Statis in darkness.
Then the substanceless blue
Pour of tor and distances.
God's lioness,
How one we grow,
Pivot of heels and knees!—The furrow
Splits and passes, sister to
The brown arc
Of the neck I cannot catch,
Nigger-eye
Berries cast dark
Hooks—
Black sweet blood mouthfuls,
Shadows.
Something else
Hauls me through air—
Thighs, hair;
Flakes from my heels.
White
Godiva, I unpeel—
Dead hands, dead stringencies.
And now I
Foam to wheat, a glitter of seas.
The child's cry
Melis in the wall.
And I
‘Am the arrow,
The dew that flies
Suicidal, at one with the drive
Into the red
Eye, the cauldron of morning.
* Sairin atimin adh (@n.)
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54 METIS CEVIRI
Ingilizce'den ceviren: Yusuf Eradam
ARIEL’
Karanhikta duragan,
Sonra kayalardan, uzaklardan
‘Akar maddesiz mavi.
Tanninin disi aslam,
Nasil bir olduk béyle,
Topuklann, dizlcrin mili! — Sabahin izi
Yanihir ve geger, tutamadigim
Boynun kahverengi
Kivrimina benzer,
Zenci-gizii gibi
Cali dutlan kara
Kancalar atar—
Agu dolusu kara tat kan,
Gélgeler.
Baska bir sey
Geker beni havaya—
Kalcalar, saclar;
Topuklanmdan kar taneleri.
Beyaz,
Tanrica, giyindigim—
Cansiz eller, cansiz katt kurallar.
Ve ben simdi
Bufdaya képiiriiyorum, bir deniz isilusina.
GCocugun cits
Duvarda criyor.
Ve ben
Okum,
Ben ugan kiragi
Kendine kiyast,
Sabahin kazam, kizal gize
Gé¢me diirtisiiyle bir.
NAK: Ariel, faber and faber, Londra 1987, ss. 36-7 ve s. 85.EDGE
The woman is perfected.
Her dead
Body wears the smile of accomplishment,
The illusion of a Greek necessity
Flows in the scrolls of her toga,
Her bare
Feet seem to be saying:
We have come so far, it is over.
Each dead child coiled, a white serpent,
One at each little
Pitcher of milk, now empty.
She has folded
Them back into her body as petals
Of a rose close when the garden
Stiffens and odours bleed
From the sweet, deep throats of the night flower.
The moon has nothing to be sad about,
Staring from her hood of bone.
She is used to this sort of thing.
Her blacks crackle and drag.
uy
Biisbiitiin olur kadin.
Oli gévdesi
Basarinin giilimsemesini tasir,
Bir Yunan zorunlugunun yanilsamast
Akar durur sanindigi garsafin kivrimlarinda,
Ciplak
Ayaklan "Buraya kadardi,
Bitti,” der gibidir.
Cansiz gocuklar, beyaz. bir yilan gibi
Kivrilmis yatmaktadir,
Aruk bos, kiigiik siit sigclerinde
Katlamis geri koymus onlart bedenine
Bahge kaskau kesilip
Gece gigeginin tath derin bofazlarindan
Kokular kanayinca
Kapanirken bir giiliin yapraklan.
Kemik bashginin alundan dyle bakan
Aya gore hava hos.
O biyle seylere aligikur.
Caurdar karalan, ve siiriklenir.
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