Translating verticality

I am Vertical  

by Sylvia Plath

 

Es stāvu uz augšu
But I would rather be horizontal. Bet ļoti gribas būt šķērsām.
I am not a tree with my root in the soil Es neesmu koks, kas izlaidis saknes
Sucking up minerals and motherly love Iesūc vielas un mātišķu mīlestību,
So that each March I may gleam into leaf, Lai martā ik gadu uzzaigo lapas,
Nor am I the beauty of a garden bed Nedz dārza dobes rota,
Attracting my share of Ahs and spectacularly painted, Kas piesaista acis un glezni izkrāsota,
Unknowing I must soon unpetal. Un nezin, ka ziedlapas birst.
Compared with me, a tree is immortal Man iepretim koks ir nemirstīgs
And a flower-head not tall, but more startling, Un puķes zemā galva apžilbina,
And I want the one’s longevity and the other’s daring. Un es gribu koka mūžu un puķes dūšu.
Tonight, in the infinitesimal light of the stars, Šonakt zvaigžņu niecīgā gaisma,
The trees and the flowers have been strewing their cool odors. Koki un puķes izmētā vēsas smaržas.
I walk among them, but none of them are noticing. Manus soļus starp viņiem tie nepamana.
Sometimes I think that when I am sleeping Man ienāk prātā, ka aizmigusi
I must most perfectly resemble them — Es esmu gluži kā viņi —
Thoughts gone dim. Domas apdzisušas.
It is more natural to me, lying down. Daudz dabiskāk taču ir atrasties guļus.
Then the sky and I are in open conversation, Tad mēs ar debesīm varam brīvi sarunāties,
And I shall be useful when I lie down finally: Un nebūšu nederīga, kad atlaidīšos zemē pavisam:
Then the trees may touch me for once, and the flowers have time for me. Tad beidzot koki man pieskarsies, un puķēm man pietiks laika.

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