SELIMA HILL [10.434]

Selima Hill 

(Londres, Inglaterra, 1945, creció en zonas rurales de Inglaterra y Gales)

Premios y honores 

1986 Cholmondeley Award

???? Arvon Poetry Prize

2001 Whitbread Award , Bunny

University of East Anglia Writing Fellowship

2010 Michael Marks Poetry Award , Advice on Wearing Animal Prints

Obras  

"BEING A WIFE" . The Independent . 24 January 1993.

Saying Hello at the Station . Chatto and Windus. 1984. ISBN 978-0-7011-2788-6 .

My Darling Camel . Chatto and Windus. 1988. ISBN 978-0-7011-3286-6 .

The Accumulation of Small Acts of Kindness . Chatto and Windus. 1989. ISBN 978-0-7011-3455-6 .

A Little Book of Meat . Bloodaxe. 1993. ISBN 978-1-85224-243-5 .

Trembling Hearts in the Bodies of Dogs: New and Selected Poems . Bloodaxe. 1994. ISBN 978-1-85224-288-6 .

Violet . Bloodaxe. 1997. ISBN 978-1-85224-400-2 .

My Sister's Horse . Smith/Doorstop Books. 1998. ISBN 978-1-869961-77-0 .

Jumping Over Trees: Poems from the Poetry Library, London (The Poetry Library and Royal Festival Hall Education, 2000)

Bunny . Bloodaxe. 2001. ISBN 978-1-85224-507-8 .

Portrait of my Lover as a Horse . Bloodaxe. 2002. ISBN 978-1-85224-600-6 .

Lou-Lou . Bloodaxe. 2004. ISBN 978-1-85224-671-6 .

Red Roses . Bloodaxe. 2006. ISBN 978-1-85224-740-9 .

Gloria: Selected Poems . Bloodaxe. 2008. ISBN 978-1-85224-805-5 .

The Hat (Bloodaxe, 2008)

Fruitcake (Bloodaxe, 2009)

Advice On Wearing Animal Prints (Flarestack Poets, 2009)

Antologías 

Carol Rumens (1985). Making for the open: the Chatto book of post-feminist poetry, 1964-1984 . Chatto & Windus. ISBN 978-0-7011-2848-7 .

Judith Kinsman, ed. (1992). Six women poets . Oxford University Press. ISBN 978-0-19-833181-0 .

Veo a la mosca,

atraída por mis heridas,

obstinada

rompiendo mi red;

y cuando la mosca

se marcha de puntillas

fuera de la vista

veo el perfil distante de mi madre

que siempre se protege

a sí misma en ella misma.

Traducción de José Luis Justes Amador

I watch the fly,

attracted by my wounds,

obstinately

quartering my net;

and when the fly

tiptoes out of sight

I watch the distant outline

of my mother

who likes to keep herself

to herself.