Translate a Poem

This workshop looks at a poem by the French poet Ariane Dreyfus.

We invite you to submit your own translation of the poem. As always we welcome a variety of approaches: close translations, 'freer' versions, after-images and metamorphoses of all kinds.

Original poem

RIEN N’EMPÊCHE D’AUTRES OISEAUX


Elle s’arrête quand l’eau lui arrive à la taille
Regarde, avance à nouveau, et la mer infinie
La suit, traîne qu’elle sent à peine, la robe elle l’imagine

S’effacent ses omoplates de petite fille
À chaque fois qu’elle lève les coudes et se hausse
Car il fait froid
Mais l’eau est calme, pas embêtante

Frileux les autres sont restés derrière
C’est donc un instant de princesse

Elle baisse les yeux, mais pas la tête
À cause de sa couronne qui pourrait tomber
Regarde comment ses pieds glissent
Sur le sable
Parce qu’il est très loin les jambes ont grandi
Elles se tordent à plein de reflets
Le soleil y va, en profondeur
Et plus en profondeur la pointe des pieds
Pour aller jusqu’au sol intouché

L’eau presqu’à la poitrine, elle étire ses bras
Ainsi flottent les mains

Puis s’allonger, sinon comment voir que le ciel
Donne un si grand vertige, et les nuages en forme de personne?


Versions

You do not need to have translated poetry before to have a go at translating this poem, nor do you need to speak French fluently.

➔ Read a line-by-line literal translation by Olivia McCannon.

➔ Click play beneath to hear the original poem read by the poet:

» Submit your version

Poem in translation

Nothing impeaches other birds

(Elsa read Carlo Lear. Rivelet I
Regard, have answer: ‘nouveau’…)

Elsa stops when lo, sea water arrives at sea waist
Looks, advances again, and sea infinite mother-sea’s
After her, train she scarcely strains, dress she dreams

Self-effacing her shoulder-blades, girlish things
Each time she levers sea elbows and tippy-toes
Cos it makes cold
May, lo, but sea water’s calm, no um-beast-aunt drag

Freely feebly them others have rested behind
Say dawg then: an instant of princess

El lowers sea eyes but not sea head
In case her crown could rotten tomb-stone
Looks how say feet glees
Over sand
Because it’s very far sea legs have grown grandly
Elsa twisting at full of dapples
The sun he goes in sea depth deep
And pleased in more depth deep sea point day feet
For to go just to sea bottom untouched

Lo, sea water nearly to sea chest El she splays say arms
Antsy float sea hands

Well, then lie back, else miss seeing how sea sky
Gives a so big green rush, and sea clouds in form of no one nor father sound

» Read notes on translating this poem

Help on translating this poem

You do not have to be a published poet or translator to send in your version, or to have ever translated a poem before. We welcome submissions from all. You can submit your version using the form below. Please note that submissions via this form for this project will not be considered for publication in MPT Magazine, and you should consult our submissions guidelines if you wish to submit something for publication.

Click here to read the translation notes by Susan Wicks.

Click here to read the translation notes by Olivia McCannon.

Press play beneath to listen to a podcast about the poem, featuring Olivia McCannon and Susan Wicks, recorded at the MPT Translation Duel at Ledbury Poetry Festival.

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