The Beckoning Poetry Post Page

A good hundred monarchs Migrating southbound but aimless Take a rest in a dell of the dunes Here by me All the seagulls are tired. They squat in small flocks on the sand At low tide, and they cry as a welcome "Good Night" Silhouettes of the aircrafts Climbing the sky at sunset Turn eastward towards the moon Homeward bound	Filigrane Monarche Ziehen wie ziellos nach Süden Machen Rast in der Deckung der Dünen Hier bei mir Alle Möwen sind müde. Sie kauern auf trockenem Sand Nach der Flut, und sie heissen zur Nacht Mich Willkommen Silhouetten von Fliegern Steigen vor sinkender Sonne Dem fahlroten Vollmond entgegen Nach Hause

BIO: Guntram is a mathematician and physicist by education with a Ph.D. in informatics. He had been lecturing biomathematics in the academic setting until he became a biometrician in the pharmaceutical industry where he is involved in the clinical development of new drugs, presently in cancer research. Guntram translates poems as a way to hone his skills in writing technical reports in English. You can find his translations of poems by Rainer Maria Rilke HERE.