Vox Populi

A curated webspace for Poetry, Politics, and Nature with over 20,000 daily subscribers and over 8,000 archived posts.

Video: Translators Chana Bloch and Chana Kronfeld read from Open Closed Open by Yehuda Amichai

Open Closed Open by Yehuda Amichai, translated from the Hebrew by Chana Bloch and Chana Kronfeld.

Biographies

Chana Bloch, is the author of Blood Honey and Mrs. Dumpty, and co-translator of the Selected Poetry of Yehuda Amichai and the Song of Songs.
Chana Kronfeld, who teaches Hebrew and Comparative Literature at UC Berkeley, writes about Amichai in her On the Margins of Modernism, winner of the MLA’s Scaglione Prize.
Yehuda Amichai (1924-2000) is a writer with an international reputation. He was born in Germany and emigrated with his parents to Palestine in 1936. Best known for his poetry, he is the recipient of numerous awards, including the Israel Prize, his country’s highest honor. Open Closed Open was published in Israel in the original Hebrew in 1998.

Griffin Prize Judges’ Citation

“These last poems by the greatest Israeli poet of the modern era are marked by the humanity and humor, which have always characterized his work. Here they seem even more depth-charged, as when he writes, ‘When you go out for a night patrol, fill your canteen to the top/so the water won’t make a sloshing sound and give you away./That’s how your soul ought to be in your body, large and full and silent.’ The challenge of rendering the range of his tone has been met with extraordinary amplitude and aplomb by Chana Bloch and Chana Kronfeld.”

I, May I Rest in Peace, by Chana Bloch and Chana Kronfeld translating Yehuda Amichai

I, May I Rest in Peace

I, may I rest in peace – I, who am still living, say,
May I have peace in the rest of my life.
I want peace right now while I’m still alive.
I don’t want to wait like that pious man who wished for one leg
of the golden chair of Paradise, I want a four-legged chair
right here, a plain wooden chair. I want the rest of my peace now.
I have lived out my life in wars of every kind: battles without
and within, close combat, face-to-face, the faces always
my own, my lover-face, my enemy-face.
Wars with the old weapons – sticks and stones, blunt axe, words,
dull ripping knife, love and hate,
and wars with newfangled weapons – machine gun, missile,
words, land mines exploding, love and hate.
I don’t want to fulfill my parents’ prophecy that life is war.
I want peace with all my body and all my soul.
Rest me in peace.

From Open Closed Open, by Yehuda Amichai
Copyright © 2000 by Chana Bloch and Chana Kronfeld

Links:

amichai, yehuda

Yehuda Amichai


Discover more from Vox Populi

Subscribe to get the latest posts sent to your email.

Leave a comment

Information

This entry was posted on September 22, 2014 by in Poetry and tagged , , , , , , .

Blog Stats

  • 5,669,386

Archives

Discover more from Vox Populi

Subscribe now to keep reading and get access to the full archive.

Continue reading