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    Main » 2010 » May » 12 » W.H.Davies . Thunderstorms
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    W.H.Davies . Thunderstorms
     

     


    William Henry Davies or W. H. Davies (3 July 1871[1] – 26 September 1940) was a Welsh poet and writer.

    Thunderstorms


    My mind has thunderstorms,

    That brood for heavy hours:

    Until they rain me words;

    My thoughts are drooping flowers

    And sulking, silent birds.

     

    Yet come, dark thunderstorms,

    And brood your heavy hours;

    For when you rain me words,

    My thoughts are dancing flowers
    And joyful singing birds.

     


    Грози


    Грози в душі висиджують

    Зливи, як курченят,

    Доки ті не випадуть

    Дощами слів.

    Мої думки - мов похилі квіти,

    Мов притихлі птахи сумні.
     

     
    Та все ж приходьте, грози,

    Висиджуйте зливи.

    Коли ви падаєте

    Дощами слів,

    Мої думки – мов у танці, квіти,

    Мов пташок світанковий спів.
     
     
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    I think W.H.Davies is an amazing poet. That is why I decided to translate one of his poems.

    These are some facts from his biography:

    "William Henry Davies was born in Newport, Monmouthshire, Wales, the son of a publican. After an apprenticeship as a picture-frame maker and a series of labouring jobs, he travelled to America, first to New York and then to the Klondike.
    He returned to England after having lost a foot jumping a train in Canada, where he led a penurious life in London lodging houses and as a pedlar in the country. He married in 1923, Emma, who was much younger than he. His first poems were published when he was 34.

    Most of his poetry is on the subject of nature or life on the road and exhibits a natural simple, earthy style. He also wrote two novels and autobiographical works, his best known being Autobiography of a Super-Tramp."
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