Gedicht
Simon Ó Faoláin
Winnowing
Here we go, tryingto separate
the infinite possibilities of life
from the limited circumstances
we prefer.
At the last breath
none of us know
whether it was
the chaff
or the grain
that flew off in the wind.
© Translation: 2008, Simon Ó Faoláin
From: Anam Mhadra
Publisher: Coiscéim, Dublin, 2008
From: Anam Mhadra
Publisher: Coiscéim, Dublin, 2008
Ag Cáitheadh
Ag Cáitheadh
Seo linn ag iarraidhféidirtheachtaí éigríochta an tsaoil
a scaradh ó
na cúinsí teoranta ab áil linn.
Ag an dé deiridh
n’fheadar aoinne againn
cioca é
an cháith nó
an gráinne
a scaoileadh le gaoth.
© 2008, Simon Ó Faoláin
From: Anam Mhadra
Publisher: Coiscéim, Dublin
From: Anam Mhadra
Publisher: Coiscéim, Dublin
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Ag Cáitheadh
Seo linn ag iarraidhféidirtheachtaí éigríochta an tsaoil
a scaradh ó
na cúinsí teoranta ab áil linn.
Ag an dé deiridh
n’fheadar aoinne againn
cioca é
an cháith nó
an gráinne
a scaoileadh le gaoth.
From: Anam Mhadra
Winnowing
Here we go, tryingto separate
the infinite possibilities of life
from the limited circumstances
we prefer.
At the last breath
none of us know
whether it was
the chaff
or the grain
that flew off in the wind.
© 2008, Simon Ó Faoláin
From: Anam Mhadra
Publisher: 2008, Coiscéim, Dublin
From: Anam Mhadra
Publisher: 2008, Coiscéim, Dublin
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