Digt: Wallace Stevens: Snemanden

Self-made snemand
 
 
Wallace Stevens:The Snow Man v/ EKS
 
One must have a mind of winter
To regard the frost and the boughs
Of the pine-trees crusted with snow;
 
And have been cold a long time
To behold the junipers shagged with ice,
The spruces rough in the distant glitter
 
Of the January sun; and not to think
Of any misery in the sound of the wind,
In the sound of a few leaves,
 
Which is the sound of the land
Full of the same wind
That is blowing in the same bare place
 
For the listener, who listens in the snow,
And, nothing himself, beholds
Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.
 

Snemanden

Man må have et vintersind
Hvis man rigtig vil forstå  
Snedækkede fyrretræer i frostvejr

Thi lang tids frost lærer én   
At holde af isdækkede enebærbuske
Og savtakkede graner i det fjerne
Glimtende i januars kolde sol

Man lærer at overhøre vemodet
I visne blades raslen
Landskabets musik
Vinden som suser   
Over det samme udækkede sted

Indtil den lyttende i sneen selv er et intet
Ser det intet, som ikke er
Og det intet, som er

Wallace Stevens: ”The Snowman” (1921)

http://writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/88/stevens-snowman.html