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Stone Lyre by René Char and Translated by Nancy Naomi Carlson


Synopsis | Selected Poems | Reviews
Stone Lyre
Nancy Naomi Carlson
René Char


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ISBN: 978-1-932195-78-1
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Synopsis

René Char is the conscience of modern French poetry and also its calm of mind. Nancy Naomi Carlson, in these splendid translations, casts new light upon the sublime consequence of Char’s poetic character, and in Stone Lyre the case for sublimity is purely made.
—Donald Revell, poet and translator of Rimbaud and Apollinaire
Early Surrealist, resistance fighter, anti-nuclear activist, and exquisite poet, René Char is at the heart of 20th century French poetry…. Carlson gives English-language readers a real sense of Char’s depth and breadth. And her masterful translations catch the barely contained drama that gives Char’s work such tension and presence….
—Cole Swensen, poet, translator, and founding editor of La Presse
René Char, intrepid explorer of the marvelous, witness to the catastrophe of history, plowman of ‘the metered field,’ stands revealed in Nancy Naomi Carlson’s splendid translations as a guiding spirit of our time….
—Christopher Merrill, poet, journalist, and director of the University of Iowa’s International Writing Program
(T)his new translation of Char’s work …shows us …the intensity, the dream-like language, the gravity of tone, and the constant impression that one is reading not words in the language, but sparks of flames….
—from the Foreword to Stone Lyre, by Ilya Kaminsky, poet and author of Dancing in Odessa

Selected Poems

Lied of the Fig Tree

So deep a freeze that milky branches
Damaged the saw and snapped in the hands.
Spring did not see the gracious ones turn green.

From the keeper of those who fall,
The fig tree asked for a new faith’s shrub.
But its prophet, the oriole—
Warm dawn of his flight home——
Alighting on this unfortunate ruin,
Instead of hunger, died of love.


Why the Day Steals By

The poet leans on some tree, or sea, or slope, or cloud of a certain hue for a moment during his life, if circumstance smoothes the road. He’s not welded to others’ confusion. His love, his grasp, his joy have their match in all places he’s never been, nor will ever go, in strangers he’ll never know. When they ply him with prizes—those that would bind—and praise him with voices raised, invoking the stars, he responds that he comes from the country next door, from the sky just now engulfed.

The poet gives life then runs to the plot’s dénouement.

At night, despite dimples in cheeks like a novice, he cuts short his goodbyes—polite passerby—to be there when the bread leaves the oven.


Lightning Victory

The bird spades the earth,
The serpent sows,
Death, seasoned,
Hails the harvest.

Pluto rules the sky!

Inside us, explosion.
Inside me alone.
Insane and deaf, how could I be more so?

Gone, second self, fickle face, season of flame
  and season of shade!

Lepers descend with the slow snow.

In a flash, love—equal of dread—
With an unseen hand, contains the blaze, restores
  the sun, recasts the beloved.
Nothing augured a being so bold.

Reviews

In a new translation from Nancy Naomi Carlson, the enchanting voice of the visionary René Char is once again brought to life. Stone Lyre, a collection of selected poems from across nearly fifty year of Char’s career, charms the reader with its mysterious and unfettered imagery. But the poet’s particular blend of the personal and the cosmic spheres should not be considered an easy read. Carlson, in her introduction, remarks on the difficulty of Char’s “lyric intensity,” but the results of her translations amount to a compelling success.
— Adam Palumbo, The Rumpus
Carlson’s translations flow easily, rhythmically, and are a pleasure to read. They are a reflection of Char’s energy and complexity and the literary register is just.
— William La Ganza, Cerise Press