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Miquel Martí i Pol

If we sing dumb, who’ll speak out?
Our words don’t carry much weight.
We’ve precious little clout, we’re too
frivolous to make them listen.
Ah the same, whatever
is most pure in us
is worth as much — and well we know it —
as all the unease felt by any scion of
this long distinguished line of the defeated.
We must insist,
like beggars if you will,
at a hundred barred doors.

Martí i Pol, Miquel. La fàbrica. Barcelona: Edicions 62, 1995.

Translated by Pearse Hutchinson
Pearse Hutchinson
A hora foscant - Josep Carner
Angoixa de l’alta nit - Josep Carner
Assaig de càntic en el temple - Salvador Espriu
Cor fidel - Josep Carner
Joc - Pere Quart
Mans - Àlex Susanna
Nadal - Joan Salvat-Papasseit
Oda a Barcelona - Jacint Verdaguer
Ostende, 31 desembre 1949 - Josep Carner
Per a tots nosaltres - Miquel Martí i Pol
Retorn a Catalunya - Josep Carner
Sol - Josep Palau i Fabre
Temps nou - Miquel Martí i Pol
Vacances pagades - Pere Quart
Vistes al mar - Joan Maragall
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