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THE CHALLENGE EVOLUTION OF A TRANSLATION
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A Ten-Secon !lay
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#ane $. %uckingham
Preface
The characters are real an the e&ent recor e here is factual. The compiler has been gi&en e'plicit consent by each of the participants to epict( using suitable pseu onyms( their creations an their acti&ities. The contents or part or parts of the contents of this ocument may not be copie ( isseminate ( or istribute without ue cre it to the author or authors in&ol&e . #ane $ %uckingham "ompiler )ctober *+,-
CHARACTERS
A group of mi le-age frien s( former classmates( that inclu es ./)01 2young kibit3ing illiterate4( .( .( ., .( .( .( an ..
SETTING
The action takes place in ether.
TIME
The present.
SYNOPSIS
A group of former classmates get together iscussing poetry an one of them offers up the classic poem Trees 2,5,64 by #oyce 7ilmer 2,889-,5,84 as inspiration an a challenge to the rest to come up with poems about one of nature:s gift to mankin . )ne classmate imme iately picks up the gauntlet an presents a "hinese translation. The subse;uent burst of fer&ent energy results in a a33ling isplay of creati&e talents an constructi&e criti;ues.
As the curtain rises, the old friends are hovering together having a discussion. /)01 7nowing how much time you all ha&e to be creati&e an scholarly( < thought the following poem from #oyce 7ilmer woul inspire you all in one way or another. After all( in my humble opinion( what a way to pay tribute to his insightful poem while celebrating our school=s upcoming centennial by coming up with one or more of your poems about one of nature:s remarkable-but-oftentaken-for-grante gifts to mankin . Trees by #oyce 7ilmer I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the earth's sweet flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day, And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in Summer wear A nest of robins in her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain; ho intimately lives with rain. !oems are made by fools like me, "ut only God #an make a tree. Trees is a &ery lo&e poem( we learne it as a lo&ely song( < still remember the tune. < woul n=t are to write anything comparable. < coul n=t e&en if < try. %ut( < o want to o a translation. < ha&en=t looke up translate &ersion on the web so as not to be biase . $ere=s my &ersion:
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/)01 ?ow that one of you has finishe the lefto&ers( let=s begin with some bran new thoughts about trees that woul make @r. T an others roll o&er prou .
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Jane H. Buckingham 2014 jhbuckingham@yahoo.ca https://twitter.com/translator_frog
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accepte way to o C'Jq!xK.D Sorry this is my way out. < ha&e a re;uest/proposal to all you poets. < think your brilliance shoul be share not just among us but also with the worl . < am won ering if < ha&e your permission to make a loose collection of your creations an uploa it to the web. Jery un erstan able if you want to keep this among oursel&es( but please o consi er my suggestion. Thanks for your proposal( but < respectfully ecline the in&itation. @y poems are really written just for fun an not for sharing with the worl .
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?ow it might be 8E M ( but &ery E E M . Anyway( <=m not promising you guys a rose gar en( merely want to show the worl your e'cellence( an <=m being really sincere here. < on=t think the worl has e&er seen such won erful "hinese translations of the famous poem an < truly belie&e that it shoul . Kou ne&er know( they may ser&e as inspiration to some bu ing poet/en&ironmentalist/writer/... Asi e from being such a waste( as the Hussians say( to Cwrite for the esk rawer(D you guys are being selfish not to consi er the Cbig picture.D ?ow there( <=m trying to shame you guys into submission.
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Jane H. Buckingham 2014 jhbuckingham@yahoo.ca https://twitter.com/translator_frog
Ah( come on( people> 0hy the mo esty> 1et me sprea your wor s an let the worl share your happiness> 0e=re all mi le age( {|}( ~( -e 6L lea&e something for the ki s to sa&our.
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Such a lot for me to chew an igest. The other ay < listene to the song My Way an it ga&e me some insights. $ere=s a part of it: And now, the end is here And so I fa#e the final #urtain 'y friend, I'll say it #lear I'll state my #ase, of whi#h I'm #ertain I've lived a life that's full I traveled ea#h and ev'ry highway And more, mu#h more than this, I did it my way . /or most of us( the en is an unknown istance from here an sooner or later we ha&e to face the final curtain. #ust as sai ( C0e=re all mi le age( {|} , ~( -e6( lea&e something for the ki s to sa&our.D < o think you ha&e a point there. %ut( < ha&e to stress again that what we write aren=t the like that of . 0e only call them ( meaning that we on=t stick to the format( the . 0e just o it our way. < write just as a pastime an really -( or ,,- or whate&er other combinations of these. <f you think that our socalle poems won=t pollute the web( < am most happy to accept your offer.
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($urns to.) #ust a re;uest. < know you=&e ecline to ha&e your poetry inclu e ( but if < can come up with a suitable pseu onym( just this once may < inclu e yoursA 0ithout it( there really is a iscontinuity.
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To be continued