05/06/2020
The English translation of the Commedia (2013) by The late Australian poet Clive James
You may like it or hate it, but it is a tremendous effort to render the poetic strength of the poem, its rich texture, into English.
At the mid-point of the path through life, I found
Myself lost in a wood so dark, the way
Ahead was blotted out. The keening sound
I still make shows how hard it is to say
How harsh and bitter that place felt to me—
Merely to think of it renews the fear—
So bad that death by only a degree
Could possibly be worse. As you shall hear,
It led to good things too, eventually,
But there and then I saw no sign of those,
And can’t say even now how I had come
To be there, stunned and following my nose
Away from the straight path.
The following canto is reprinted from Clive James’ new translation of The Divine Comedy, out now from Liveright.