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Testimony to the Night [In English and Spanish]
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In the quiet of the arctic night-In its deep northern skies,Dim are the lights, in its cold
Evening frost?!Even the stars of the arcticSeem silently stone frozen!
Here, here is where you findPeace and the beast within-!Remote, no ears or words
To clutter the mindTo entrench the throat;Here, here is where you die?
(for a moment).
Here, the sky has eternal eyesEyes with cosmic tidesTides that never rest: they war
With the Universe-Likened to a dark deep abyss;Endless and never resting?
Here my eyes seek and searchIn countless hours, ebbing andSweeping the heavens above
Numbing, changeless-Are the cosmos, the heavens?Here resides a strange peace?
Here, resides a strange peaceWith an army of stars to defeatShinning, silently in the dark
The ebbing, eldritch dark;Time has no relevance here,Here, resides a strange, peace?
Cold and oddly numb are my feet,As I look up, upon the many bridgesOne star bridging the next-as if,
If Kings and Queens wereGuarding them-the Hosts-O-Yes! A strange, strange peace?
Ah! Praise, praise be to thee, to theeFlaming, blazing firmaments-ye,Ye, remind me not, of the wars I left,
Of the foes, divine immortals?
The enemies that never restAh! Praise, praise be to thee, to thee
I hear music, harmony from afar (there)There are storms hidden in a storehouse,For tomorrow-war beyond, beyond
Orion's dust?perpetual dust;There, there the sun is dim to bleak.Here, here our sacred books are on fire?
Aw! Ye, our sacred books are all on fire;With the hostile holy firmaments?!Nobodies listening-to the tidings
Tiding from heaven-.The night is my peace, my sagaBut even the firmaments reject this?
I see the flames; crimson flames;Whence I cry: when will this night die?The sun will rise, it always has-
And the mindless will play some more?We've put it all into human hands, nowMy peace, stillness, our hours?
Off in the darkness, somewhere?!I see no sign of tears, no tears;A blood-red moon stirs the floor of the
Sea; with fainting breath, silently-;Thus, void of death, they both protest.
I do not want to see the annuals-,The annuals of warfare anymore,The devils seed, wherein, He stirs
stirs the cosmos: with His spectral.I just want quiet, stillness-peace;Strange as it may seem, it is all I seek?
Eh! yes! Oh yes, the midnight sky has eyesHas a barbaric eye, deep barbaric eyes.My night will soon divide, expire:
Hence, soon to recur the inviolateThe inviolate flames of humankind-;This is my testimony to the night!...
Notes by the author: "?this is a deep, and restless poem with many images; the secret of the poem (to me) is the sun, as it has always rose, so it shall again, tomorrow, and again another tomorrow, and so shall peace not exist, as long as it is in the hands of mankind." The author has spent time in the Arctic, l996. 7/7/05 #752
This is part one of three parts; part two, to this poem is called: "House of the Goblin"?
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Spanish Version
Testimonio a la NocheTranslated by Nancy PealozaEdited by Rosa Pealoza
En la quietud de la noche rtica-En sus cielos profundos del norte,Dbiles son las luces, en sus frasNoches heladas!....An las estrellas del rticoParecen silenciosamente congeladas!.....
Aqu, aqu es donde Ud. encuentraLa Paz y la bestia dentro!-Distante ni odos o palabrasPara confundir la mentePara atrincherar la garganta;Aqu, aqu es donde Ud. muere---
Aqu, el cielo tiene ojos eternosOjos con mareas csmicasMareas que nunca descansan: ellos guerreanCon el universo-Comparado a un profundo abismo oscuro;Infinito y jams dormido-
Aqu mis ojos investigan y buscanEn horas incontables, bajando yBarriendo bajo los cielosInsensible, invariable-Son los cosmos, el paraso?Aqu reside, una extraa paz?
Aqu, reside una paz extraaCon un ejrcito de estrellas para derrotarBrillando, silenciosamente en la oscuridadEl descenso, macabro oscuro;El tiempo no tiene importancia aqu,Aqu, reside, una extraa paz-
Fro y entumecido de una manera extraa estn mis pies,Mientras miro alto, sobre muchos puentesUna estrella acorta el siguiente, como si,Si reyes y reinas estuvieranGuardndolos-los anfitriones-OH, si! Una extraa paz?
AH! Alabanza, alabanza sea para ti, a tiFirmamentos que queman y arden- verdad?Recordndome las guerras que deje, por favorLos adversarios e inmortales divinosLos enemigos que no quieren la pazAh! Alabanza, alabanza sea para ti, a ti
Oigo la msica armoniosa, desde lejos (all)Hay bombardeo oculto en un almacn,Para la guerra del maana- ms lejana, incontrolableEl polvo de Orin. Polvo perpetuo;All, all el sol es silenciosamente negro.All, all, el sol nacer maana?
Aw! Nuestros libros sagrados estn todos sobre el fuego;Hostil santo firmamento!...Nadie escuchando. A las noticiasNoticias desde el cielo-La noche es mi paz, mi epopeyaPero aun los cielos desechan esto?
Veo, las llamas sobre los caminos de batallaEn donde yo grito: Cundo se acabar esta noche?El sol saldr, siempre lo hace-Y la estupidez jugara algo ms?Hemos puesto todo esto dentro de manos humanasMi paz, calma, nuestras horas?
Fuera de la oscuridad, en algn lugar!?Puedo ver las estrellas, pero no las lagrimas.Una luna roja sangrienta, movindose en el marCon aliento desmayado, silenciosamenteDesprovisto de muerte mientras ella se hunde?
Yo, no quiero ver las anualesLas anuales tarifas de guerra nunca ms,La semilla del diablo, donde se mueveLos ocanos con su movimiento espectralYo solo quiero aislamiento y pazExtrao como es, esto es todo lo que busco?
Pero, aun el cielo nocturno tiene ojosTiene ojos brbaros, ojos brbaros,Mi noche pronto se dividir, expiraraMas, pronto se repetir, las llamas inviolablesLas inviolables llamas de la humanidad-;Esto es mi testimonio para esta noche!....
Notas del autor: "este es un profundo, impaciente profundo poemaCon mucha imaginacin, el secreto del poema (para mi) es el sol, Como este siempre sale, as este saldr, otra vez, maana, y otra vez Otro maana, y as la paz no existir, mientras esto este en las manos De la humanidad." El autor, ha permanecido un tiempo en el rtico, 1996. 7/7/05 #752
Dennis Siluk new book of poetry, "Spell of the Andes," see http://www.abe.com or http://www.alibris.com
