‘Luck’ by Langston Hughes

Sometimes, a crumb falls
From the tables of joy,
Sometimes a bone
Is flung.

To some people
Love is given.
To others
Only heaven.

I love the plain eloquence of this poem. And I randomly translated it into French on Valentine’s Day this year. Here is my translation:

Parfois, une miette tombe
Des tables de la joie,
Parfois, un os
est jeté.

Certaines personnes
Sont bénies par l’amour,
Et d’autres,
Que par le paradis.

Reviewed by Emily Ardagh

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *