Hamlet Translation

“Hamlet” by Boris Pasternak, translated by Dean Furbish



The noise has stopped. I leave for center stage.

And leaning on a doorframe,

I probe the distant echo

For signs of what might happen in this age.

Upon me the night’s twilight has been placed

By a thousand lorgnettes aimed at me.

If only, Abba, Father, by your grace,

You could remove this cup from me.

Your unalterable design I love.

And though I did agree to play this part,

There is another drama going on,

And so this once allow me to depart.

The order of the acts has been decreed,

And as a pathway ends, so must one yield.

Alone, I sink amid the Pharisees.

Life’s not an easy stroll across the field.