Ara que ja de tanta cosa torno...
No em pregunteu, que no sabria dir-vos
per quina brida m'he sentit lligada.
El cor encara vol tornar a gronxar-se
desbocat a les barques de la fira;
i dic que sí, que en mi tot clama d'esma
cap aquella petita esbojarrada.
...I ja no soc sinó una dona absorta,
amb la veu i amb el riure que s'aturen.
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Now
Now I must turn aside from oh, so much...
don't ask, I can't explain
this tugging of a rein that keeps me tethered-
and still, my heart is longing to soar again,
swoop up and over on a fairground swing-
and I say, yes: my whole instinctive being
cries out towards that wild, untamed girl!
...And now I'm just a daydreamer, a woman
with a voice that fades, a laugh cut short.
Clementina Arderiu. The compound heart : selected poems. 2019
Poems in Catalan
Translated by Julia Dale
