Susanna Rafart

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Susanna Rafart i Corominas ( Ripoll , 1962 ) is a poet and author of prose fiction and essay. She graduated in Catalan Philology (1985) and Catalan Philology (1992) from the Autonomous University of Barcelona and works as an associate professor of Spanish Language and Literature in secondary schools. At the moment it is dedicated to the literary criticism in several publications, task that matches with the organization of cultural projects. He collaborates regularly with several media, such as Avui newspaper , Caràcters magazine and several radio networks. 1 His poetry books include Pou de glaç (2002), winner of the 2001 Carles Riba Prize, Retrat en blanc (2004) and Baies (2005). His poetic work has been included in several anthologies and translated into different languages. This poetic facet is completed with translations of the works of Yves Bonnefoy , Dino Campana and Salvatore Quasimodo . The author has also published works of fiction, among others La inundació (2003), Les tombes blanques (2008) and Un cor grec (2006). In addition, he has published several books for children. His work has been awarded with different prizes, Among others, the Cavall Verd Prize (awarded by the Association of Catalan Language Writers) in the categories of translation and poetry, and the Serra d'Or Critics Award. Susanna Rafart's poetic voice is made up of "elegant and delicate words, very carefully chosen and cut precisely to fit her place within the verse like the tiles of a mosaic. without any dissonance or trumpet sound, without vulgarity or ready, everything is said with the subtlety and tenderness of the hand that pampers a cat. without any dissonance or trumpet sound, without vulgarity or ready, everything is said with the subtlety and tenderness of the hand that pampers a cat. without any dissonance or trumpet sound, without vulgarity or ready, everything is said with the subtlety and tenderness of the hand that pampers a cat.)

The Best Poem Of Susanna Rafart

[I will draw circles in obsidian]

I will draw circles in obsidian,
section by section, tracing the dark verbs,
when the day will be the last day
among gluttonous beasts
with moonlit hooves
that will want to love
the life of one single line of verse,
a benefit of undamaged compasses
under columns of cloud-capped ivy.
That's how we won't come to chart
the course of bustling rivers.
I will stay inside the circles under adverse snow
and abolish the sea that sets me ablaze,
desolate pencil of the chasm.

Translated into English by D. Sam Abrams

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