Poetry
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Dato Barbakadze – Selections from Still Life with Snow
Translated from the Georgian by Lyn Coffin and Nato Alhazishvili Monastery in the Hills (Monk’s Song) Each morning I fetch water from…
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Galagtion Tabidze – Snow Fell On Winter Gardens
Snow fell on winter gardens,a coffin was brought outand the standards unfoldedcaught by the dishevelled breeze.The roadway was desolate,without form…
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Galagtion Tabidze – You at the Sea-Side
The sea grew gray in the coming night.You stood on the shore like a guiding light.Your beauty lashed at me…
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Galagtion Tabidze – Somewhere I saw a face…
Somewhere I saw a face,Lovely…It haunts my wake and sleep.Love words whisper in my ear,Soft hands touch caressingly,Breast clings to…
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Galagtion Tabidze – Night and I
With pen in hand I sit alone while night is burning,melting, pale.The breeze that comes in from the window tells…
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Galagtion Tabidze – Let the banners wave on high !
The day has dawned: A sun of fire glides up…Let the banners wave on high !The soul’s athirst for Liberty…
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Ilia Chavchavadze – The sleeping maid
I gaze on thee so calm at rest,And look upon thy crystal breast;Thy heart beats like the placid waves,When summer…
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Ilia Chavchavadze – The Hermit (A Legend)
Translated from the Georgian by Marjory Wardrop, London, 1895 I There, where Mount Kazbek rears his noble brow,Where eagle cannot…
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Raphael Eristavi – Sessia’s thoughts
Dust am I, to dust I cling;A rustic born, my life is oneEternal strife and endless toil,And endless woe… till…
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Raphael Eristavi – The Land of the Khevsuris
The land where I was born and reared on lullabies and loving care,Where I with youthful hand and heart flung…
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