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Hermann Hesse

(2 July 1877 – 9 August 1962 / Calw, Württemberg)

Across The Fields


Across the sky, the clouds move,
Across the fields, the wind,
Across the fields the lost child
Of my mother wanders.

Across the street, leaves blow,
Across the trees, birds cry --
Across the mountains, far away,
My home must be.

Submitted: Thursday, April 08, 2010
Edited: Friday, June 17, 2011

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  • Rookie Dennis Green (8/17/2011 10:37:00 PM)

    Ooo Ahh 'JR', your translation alters the poem dramatically, but thanks for it just the same. Is there truly so much scope for interpretation, as appears? (Report) Reply

  • Rookie J.r. Oates (6/17/2011 7:39:00 AM)

    A different and, I think, better translation of this poem appeared in Poor Old Tired Horse No.16. The translator was Lesley Lendrum it reads

    'Clouds blow across the sky
    and the wind across the field
    across the field wanders
    my mother's lost child

    Leaves fly across the path
    across the trees the birds fly
    somewhere across the hills
    my far off home must be' (Report) Reply

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