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Stanton Hager Beverly / United States, Male, 74
Profession :
Retired English professor and translator of Ancient Latin and Classical Chinese poetry
Education :
Chinese at Georgetown, Latin & English at McGill
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    • POEM: Beautiful Old Age by David Herbert Lawrence (11/12/2012 8:51:00 AM)

      Lawrence writes out of a young man's fantastic naievte and cultural idealism of old age. Old myself, I know hundreds of the elderly, none of whom think their aged state soothing or fragrant or wonderful-none who would not be young again.

    • POEM: To Waken An Old Lady by William Carlos Williams (4/1/2012 6:47:00 AM)

      WC Williams wrote this poem when he was 37 years young, which accounts for the poem's piping plenty ending. I, at 65 years OLD, dare to re-write Williams' poem, thereby making it a truer definition of old age:

      Old age is
      a flight of gray
      whispery crows
      skimming
      bare trees
      above a snow glaze.
      Gaining and failing
      they are buffeted
      by a dark wind
      until, wearied, they
      dropp from the sky
      onto broken weedstalks:
      spiked bent
      blotches
      on a white blank field
      no longer
      by the shrill wind
      disquieted.

      -Stanton Hager, March 2012

    • POEM: Farewell To Meng Hao-Jan by Li Po (11/17/2008 7:36:00 AM)

      To one of the greatest poems in all of Chinese literature, the unnamed translator has given neither a literal nor a literary translation. I offer my own translation:

      In April,
      the air thick with the fragrance
      of moist blossoms,
      my friend and I exchange goodbyes
      at Yellow Crane Tower
      as he departs downriver
      east to Yang-chou.

      His lone sail
      fades from sight until,
      a shadower flicker,
      it sinks into the blue abyss
      of the sky.

      Then I see only
      the long river
      surging
      through heaven gates.


      Trans., Stanton Hager

      Footnote: 'the long river' = the great Yangtze

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