Poem
Eldrid Lunden
The image of the white bear is back
The image of the white bear is backIt’s almost entirely white. An infinite white
mountainside and the white bear
with her cubs tumbling between her legs
She turns her head towards the wind
I’m thinking of her black moist muzzle
but I can only see her head seeking
backwards and forwards
She knows she can smell a male long before
he smells her. And that is her one
advantage. The male believes the cubs are rivals
in the mating season
As she move sideways up the mountain and
disappears over the edge, my book gently closes
© Translation: 2012, Annabelle Despard
The image of the white bear is back
Bildet av den kvite bjørnen kjem tilbake
Det er nesten berre kvitt. Ei uendeleg kvit
fjellside og den kvite binna
med ungar tumlande mellom beina
Ho snur hovudet mot vinden
Eg tenker på den svarte, fuktige snuten hennar
men ser berre hovudet som søker
fram og tilbake
Ho veit ho kan lukte ein hanne lenge før
han luktar henne. Og at dette er den einaste
sjansen ho har. Hannen trur ungane er rivalar
i parringstida
I det binna drar seg sidelengs oppover vidda og
forsvinn over kanten, glir boka igjen
Det er nesten berre kvitt. Ei uendeleg kvit
fjellside og den kvite binna
med ungar tumlande mellom beina
Ho snur hovudet mot vinden
Eg tenker på den svarte, fuktige snuten hennar
men ser berre hovudet som søker
fram og tilbake
Ho veit ho kan lukte ein hanne lenge før
han luktar henne. Og at dette er den einaste
sjansen ho har. Hannen trur ungane er rivalar
i parringstida
I det binna drar seg sidelengs oppover vidda og
forsvinn over kanten, glir boka igjen
© 2005, Eldrid Lunden
From: Flokken og skuggen
Publisher: Aschehoug, Oslo
From: Flokken og skuggen
Publisher: Aschehoug, Oslo
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The image of the white bear is back
The image of the white bear is backIt’s almost entirely white. An infinite white
mountainside and the white bear
with her cubs tumbling between her legs
She turns her head towards the wind
I’m thinking of her black moist muzzle
but I can only see her head seeking
backwards and forwards
She knows she can smell a male long before
he smells her. And that is her one
advantage. The male believes the cubs are rivals
in the mating season
As she move sideways up the mountain and
disappears over the edge, my book gently closes
© 2012, Annabelle Despard
From: Flokken og skuggen
From: Flokken og skuggen
The image of the white bear is back
The image of the white bear is backIt’s almost entirely white. An infinite white
mountainside and the white bear
with her cubs tumbling between her legs
She turns her head towards the wind
I’m thinking of her black moist muzzle
but I can only see her head seeking
backwards and forwards
She knows she can smell a male long before
he smells her. And that is her one
advantage. The male believes the cubs are rivals
in the mating season
As she move sideways up the mountain and
disappears over the edge, my book gently closes
© 2012, Annabelle Despard
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