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7. Which is your favourite 'Nature' poem from your mother tongue? Write the poem
and try to translate it into English. Your translation can be in the form of a poem
or a paraphrase

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Answered by rajita07
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Explanation:

I think it would be “Zoo” by Michel Butor. It is considered a poem targeted towards children, but I think there’s some quiet and simple beauty to it. I also had a book with illustrated poems when I was a kid and it was already one of my favorites. It is not a great classi or romantic sonnet, it doesn’t even rhyme, but yet it is very well written. The languages dances and flows, and the text is quite beautiful.

À la tombée de la nuit

Quand se sont refermées les grilles

L’éléphant rêve à son grand troupeau

Le rhinocéros à ses troncs d’arbres

L’hippopotame à des lacs clairs

La girafe à des frondaisons de fougères

Le dromadaire à des oasis tintant

Le bison à un océan d’herbes

Le lion à des craquements dans les feuilles

Le tigre de Sibérie à des traces dans la neige

L’ours polaire à des cascades poissonneuses

La panthère à des pelages passant dans les rayons de lune

Le gorille à des bananiers croulant de leurs feuilles violettes

L’aigle à des coups de vent dans des canyons de nuages

Le phoque aux archipels mouvants de la banquise disloquée

Les enfants des gardiens à la plage

- Michel Butor

(Translation’s mine so might not be the best out there)

When the night falls

And the gates have closed

The elephant dreams of his large herd

The rhinoceros of his tree trunks

The hippopotamus of clear lakes

The giraffe of the foliage of ferns

The dromadaire of a tingling oasis

The bison of an ocean of grass

The lion of the crunching of leaves

The Siberia tiger of footsteps in the snow

The polar bear of waterfalls full of fish

The panther of fur moving in moonbeams

The gorilla of banana trees crumbling under their purple flowers

The eagle of gusts of wind between canyons made of clouds

The seal of moving archipelagos of the torn-apart floe

And the gardians’ children, of the beach.

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