I have long been a fan of the poetry of Miroslav ('Mirek') Fišmeister from Brno in the Czech Republic, with whom I also share a passion for cryptozoology. I currently own no less than five of Mirek's published books of verse, which he has very kindly translated into English for me.
Reading them is like entering into a vast kaleidoscope of dazzling, multicoloured images that swirl and dance before my eyes in a profusion of never-ending, never-repeated patterns and sequences - infusing my mind with their vivid hues and captivating, lyrical word-play to conjure forth a truly magical world in which the most unexpected concepts are deftly juxtaposed, generating a limitless diversity of wholly original, unforgettable visions and dreams.
So here, to demonstrate just what I mean, is one of my particular favourites from the rich canon of Mirek's poetry, and which appears in Pieter Van Den Hoogenband (2010).
IT'S HALF PAST TEN IN TEN MINUTES
Je za deset minut půl desáté,
a všude jsou čtverce.
Už deset minut
je za deset minut půl desáté,
a něžný oranžový vorvaň
vysezený Elysejským palácem z podkladku
myslí na živé dřevce,
které ve dvou hradech z modrého mramoru
natahují hodiny, stále, stále.
Už šachovou figurku
je za deset minut půl desáté,
a býložravý gepard se žene
za antilopami tvých ňader.
je za deset minut půl desáté.
It’s half past ten in ten minutes,
and squares are everywhere.
For ten minutes already
it’s half past ten in ten minutes,
and a gentle orange sperm whale
hatched by the Élysée Palace from a nest-egg
thinks of living lances
which, in two blue marble castles,
wind up clocks again and again.
For a chess figure already
it‘s half past ten in ten minutes,
and a herbivorous cheetah runs after
the antelopes of your breasts.
For a Ganymede already
it’s half past ten in ten minutes.
My five books of Mirek's poetry are:
Ten Stolek Je Nízký! [The Table is Low!] (Edice Nezavedeni, 2005).
Z (Vĕtrné Mlýny, 2009).
Pieter Van Den Hoogenband (Edice H_aluze, 2010).
Šel Jsem Tím Městem... [The Town I Visited...] (Vydal Oftis Ústi nad Orlici v Roce, 2010).
Barva Času Je Žlutá [Time is Yellow] (Vetus Via, 2011).
And I am truly honoured to be one of the persons to whom Mirek has dedicated Pieter Van Den Hoogenband – thank you so much, Mirek!!
My collection of Mirek's poetry (Dr Karl Shuker)
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Thank you so much! I still feel the same joy I felt when you wrote this article. I'm honoured and happy. You chose a poem which is my favourite one in PvdH as well - the first I ever wrote about the difference between the madness sent to one by love and the madness sent by Muses.
Here is what Ivan Wernisch wrote to PvdH as a foreword:
A word to the reader of this book
Writing poems is not a that difficult thing to do – providing of course you have this "something" for it, right? – writing is easy, if you do – but to become a reader of poetry is not easy, it needs a lot of imagination, intuition, patience and most of all the determination to look for nonpublic, secret rules. The readers of poetry are a fellowship of initiates.
I'm happy to be in a secret society with you, and I wish you good luck and success with your forthcoming book.
Mirek, a big admirer of YOUR poetry
Very interesting article to say the least. Thanks for sharing.ReplyDelete