Fransiz sair Francis Jammes’in dogum yil donumu (2 Aralik 1868)
Usulca baslarini egdikleri icin sevdigim bu hayvanlarla,
Kucucuk ayaklarini birlestirerek duran
O tatli hayvanlarla.
Onlarin binlerce kulagi ardimdan gelecek
Ardimdan gelecek sirti sepet yukluler,
Cambaz ya da cop arabasi ceken, teneke goturen
Kambur sirtlarinda tenekelerle
Tulum gibi sis karinli, aksak adimli, kancik, erkek, hepsi
Kucuk pantolon giydirilmis olanlar
Kume kume ususen sirnasik sineklerin uctugu
Bacaklari akan mavi yaralilar.
Melekler gotursun bizi, sonsuz sukun icinde
Gulen genc kizlarin derileri gibi parlak
Kirazlarin titredigi, agacli derelere.
Ruhlarin o yurdunda bana bagisla nolur
Bitmez askinin ariligi ile
Gosterissiz, uysal, yoksullugunu seyreden
These beasts who bow their heads so gently, and stand
With their small feet ****ed together in a fashion
Utterly gentle, asking your compassion.
I shall arrive, followed by their thousands of ears,
Followed by those with baskets at their flanks,
By those who lug the carts of mountebanks
Or loads of feather-dusters and kitchen-wares,
By those with humps of battered water-cans,
By bottle-shaped she-asses who halt and stumble,
By those tricked out in little pantaloons
To cover their wet, blue galls where flies assemble
In whirling swarms, making a drunken hum.
And let it be that angels lead us in peace
To leafy streams where cherries tremble in air,
Sleek as the laughing flesh of girls; and there
In that haven of souls let it be that, leaning above
Your divine waters, I shall resemble these donkeys,
Whose humble and sweet poverty will appear


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