SKATTKAMMERET I BRAGA
Også på vei opp trappene
til Arte Sacra kunne vi høre
skriket to kvartaler bak oss,
der hun satt, med hendene om rattet.
En kollisjon! tenkte jeg først,
før jeg så bilen
parkert, i orden
mens hun selv bare skrek
og folk stanset opp. Ei eldre kvinne
drog i døra, ropte, til ingen nytte,
la til slutt armene over taket
liksom en trøst gjennom karosseriet.
Mens vi gikk videre
inn i den portugisiske erkebiskopens
skattkammer, gavesamling,
det største i sitt slag, samlet uten orden.
Vandret rundt en stund
i halvmørket, fuktig lukt, blant gjenstandene gitt i gave
eller i bot. Kapper
med renninger av gull, septre i sølv,
de fargede teppene, helgenbildene, smykkene.
Og de mindre gavene, askebegerene
i porselen eller i plast
som fantes der
sammen med det første korset
satt i jord i Brasil, året 1500
to spinkle stenger i rustent jern.
THE TREASURE CHAMBER IN BRAGA
Also on the way up the stairs
to Arte Sacra we could hear
the scream two blocks behind us,
where she sat, her hands on the wheel.
A collision! I thought first,
before I saw the car
parked, perfectly fine
while she herself was just screaming
and people were stopping. An elderly woman
pulled on the door, shouted, to no avail,
finally putting her arms over the roof
a kind of comfort through the body of the car.
While we kept walking
into the Portuguese Archbishop’s
treasure chamber, gift collection,
the largest of its kind, collected at random.
Wandered around for a while
in the half-darkness, damp smell, among the objects given as gifts
or amends. Cloaks
with threads of gold, sceptres of silver,
the coloured tapestries, pictures of saints, the jewellery.
And the lesser gifts, the ashtrays
in porcelain or plastic
which could be found there
together with the first cross
put in the earth in Brazil, in the year 1500
two slender sticks of rusty iron.