maybe not quite as desperately, we also count the hours to closing time. that's why we call it buffalo.
this year for the first time, my uncle could not be there during the wineweek. even though we safely reached buffalo every night, we hope that he'll be there again next year to recite the poem:
"Who is John Maynard?"
"John Maynard was our helmsman true.
To solid land he carried us through.
He saved our lives, our noble king.
He died for us; his praise we sing.
John Maynard."
From Detroit to Buffalo
As mist sprays her bow like flakes of snow
Over Lake Erie the "Swallow" takes flight
And every heart is joyful and light.
In the dusk, the passengers all
Can already make out the dim landfall,
And approaching John Maynard, their hearts free of care,
They ask of their helmsman, "Are we almost there?"
He looks around and toward the shore:
" Still 30 minutes.... a half hour more."
All hearts are happy, all hearts are light --
Then out of the hold comes a cry of fright.
" Fire!" it is, that terrified shout.
From the cabin and hatch black smoke pours out.
Smoke, then fire and flames aglow,
And still 20 minutes to Buffalo.
And the passengers, in a colorful crowd
Stand pressed together on the bow.
Up on the bow there is still air and light
But the smoke at the helm forms a thick, dark night.
" Where are we? Where?" the men must know,
And still 15 minutes to Buffalo. --
The wind grows strong but the smoke cloud stays.
To the helm the captain turns his gaze.
The helmsman is hidden by the raging fires
But through the bullhorn the captain enquires:
" Still there, John Maynard?"
" Yes, sir. I am."
" Onto the beach! Into the surf!"
" Yes, sir. That's my plan."
And the people cry: "Hold on! Hallo!"
And still 10 minutes to Buffalo.--
"Still there, John Maynard?" And the answer is clear,
Though with dying voice: "Yes, sir. I'm still here."
And in the surf, rocks, obstacles afloat,
Into their midst he plunges the boat.
To be saved, it's the only way to go.
Salvation: the shores of Buffalo!
The fire is out. The ship's run aground.
All are saved. Only one can't be found.
The bells ring out, their notes all fly
From churches and chapels to heaven on high.
The city is still but for funeral bells.
For one service only the sad sound swells:
In the procession ten thousand go by,
Or maybe more -- and not one dry eye.
With layers of flowers the grave they soften.
Under more flowers they bury the coffin.
With golden script in marble stone
The city has its tribute shown:
"Here lies John Maynard! In smoke and fire
He held fast to the wheel; he did not tire.
He saved our lives, our noble king.
He died for us; his praise we sing.
John Maynard!"
for the german original check here.
"Buffalo", one of the most popular poems in the German-speaking world,
ReplyDeleteis a poetic reinterpretation of of actual events of the evening of 14
August 1841. The steamer in question was actually the "Erie" and John
Maynard was in fact Luther Fuller. When fire was discovered Luther
Fuller was ordered by his captain, J. T. Titus to stay at his post and
steer for Buffalo - eight miles away. The Erie never made it to the
shore, but turned into a fireball still several miles out from
Buffalo. The remains of Luther Fuller were found in the wheelhouse.
His captain survived.
On board the Erie were many German emigrants, most died but some of
whom lived to tell the tale so that "John Maynard" passed in to
legend.
The poem has only relatively recently been translated into English -
hence the blank looks from Buffalonians when questioned about the
grave fo John Maynard by eager German tourist. However in 1998 the
Buffalo-Dortmond Sister City Committee installed a plaque to John
Maynard at Erie Basin Marina (Embarassingly enough, at the time of the
dedication, the plaque contained a spelling mistake in the author's
name at the time of the dedication. But that's fixed now). So now
the German tourists will have somewhere to go.
The translation you relay is somewhat difference to that on the actual
plaque:
http://homepage.mac.com/joel_huberman/JohnMaynard/JMplaque.html
Poetic license, it would seem.
Oh, grump. It somehow posted without previewing - what a mess... :(
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