Poem
Remco Campert
LAMENT
Here now along the long deep waterthat I thought that I thought that you always
that you always
here now along the long deep water
where behind the rushes behind the rushes the sun
that I thought that you always but always
that always your eyes your eyes and the breeze
your eyes and the breeze
always ruffling ruffling the water
that always in a trembling silence
that I would always live in a trembling silence
that you always those waving rushes always
along the long deep water that your skin would always
that always in the afternoon your skin
always in the summer in the afternoon your skin
that always your eyes would melt
that your eyes would always melt in happiness
always in the motionless afternoon
along the long deep water that I thought
that I thought you would always
that I thought that happiness would always
that always the light motionless in the afternoon
that always the afternoon light your ochre-coloured shoulder
your ochre-coloured shoulder always in the afternoon light
that always your cry hanging
always your bird’s cry hanging
in the afternoon in the summer in the breeze
that always the breeze trembling that always but
always the ruffled water the afternoon your skin
I thought that everything would always I did not think that ever
here now along the long deep water that ever
I thought that always that never that you would never
that frost would never that no ice would ever the water
here now along the long deep water I never thought
that snow would ever the cypress I never thought
that snow that the cypress would never that you would never more
© Translation: 2007, Donald Gardner
From: I Dreamed in the Cities at Night
Publisher: Arc Publications, Todmorden, 2007
From: I Dreamed in the Cities at Night
Publisher: Arc Publications, Todmorden, 2007
LAMENTO
LAMENTO
Hier nu langs het lange diepe waterdat ik dacht dat ik dacht dat je altijd maar
dat je altijd maar
hier nu langs het lange diepe water
waar achter oeverriet achter oeverriet de zon
dat ik dacht dat je altijd maar altijd
dat altijd maar je ogen je ogen en de lucht
altijd maar je ogen en de lucht
altijd maar rimpelend in het water rimpelend
dat altijd in levende stilte
dat ik altijd zou leven in levende stilte
dat je altijd maar dat wuivend oeverriet altijd maar
langs het lange diepe water dat altijd maar je huid
dat altijd maar in de middag je huid
altijd maar in de zomer in de middag je huid
dat altijd maar je ogen zouden breken
dat altijd van geluk je ogen zouden breken
altijd maar in de roerloze middag
langs het lange diepe water dat ik dacht
dat ik dacht dat je altijd maar
dat ik dacht dat geluk altijd maar
dat altijd maar het licht roerloos in de middag
dat altijd maar het middaglicht je okeren schouder
je okeren schouder altijd in het middaglicht
dat altijd maar je kreet hangend
altijd maar je vogelkreet hangend
in de middag in de zomer in de lucht
dat altijd maar de levende lucht dat altijd maar
altijd maar het rimpelende water de middag je huid
ik dacht dat alles altijd maar ik dacht dat nooit
hier nu langs het lange diepe water dat nooit
ik dacht dat altijd dat nooit dat je nooit
dat nooit vorst dat geen ijs ooit het water
hier nu langs het lange diepe water dacht ik nooit
dat sneeuw ooit de cipres dacht ik nooit
dat sneeuw nooit de cipres dat je nooit meer
© 1995, Remco Campert
From: Dichter
Publisher: De Bezige Bij, Amsterdam
From: Dichter
Publisher: De Bezige Bij, Amsterdam
Poems
Poems of Remco Campert
Close
LAMENT
Here now along the long deep waterthat I thought that I thought that you always
that you always
here now along the long deep water
where behind the rushes behind the rushes the sun
that I thought that you always but always
that always your eyes your eyes and the breeze
your eyes and the breeze
always ruffling ruffling the water
that always in a trembling silence
that I would always live in a trembling silence
that you always those waving rushes always
along the long deep water that your skin would always
that always in the afternoon your skin
always in the summer in the afternoon your skin
that always your eyes would melt
that your eyes would always melt in happiness
always in the motionless afternoon
along the long deep water that I thought
that I thought you would always
that I thought that happiness would always
that always the light motionless in the afternoon
that always the afternoon light your ochre-coloured shoulder
your ochre-coloured shoulder always in the afternoon light
that always your cry hanging
always your bird’s cry hanging
in the afternoon in the summer in the breeze
that always the breeze trembling that always but
always the ruffled water the afternoon your skin
I thought that everything would always I did not think that ever
here now along the long deep water that ever
I thought that always that never that you would never
that frost would never that no ice would ever the water
here now along the long deep water I never thought
that snow would ever the cypress I never thought
that snow that the cypress would never that you would never more
© 2007, Donald Gardner
From: I Dreamed in the Cities at Night
Publisher: 2007, Arc Publications, Todmorden
From: I Dreamed in the Cities at Night
Publisher: 2007, Arc Publications, Todmorden
LAMENT
Here now along the long deep waterthat I thought that I thought that you always
that you always
here now along the long deep water
where behind the rushes behind the rushes the sun
that I thought that you always but always
that always your eyes your eyes and the breeze
your eyes and the breeze
always ruffling ruffling the water
that always in a trembling silence
that I would always live in a trembling silence
that you always those waving rushes always
along the long deep water that your skin would always
that always in the afternoon your skin
always in the summer in the afternoon your skin
that always your eyes would melt
that your eyes would always melt in happiness
always in the motionless afternoon
along the long deep water that I thought
that I thought you would always
that I thought that happiness would always
that always the light motionless in the afternoon
that always the afternoon light your ochre-coloured shoulder
your ochre-coloured shoulder always in the afternoon light
that always your cry hanging
always your bird’s cry hanging
in the afternoon in the summer in the breeze
that always the breeze trembling that always but
always the ruffled water the afternoon your skin
I thought that everything would always I did not think that ever
here now along the long deep water that ever
I thought that always that never that you would never
that frost would never that no ice would ever the water
here now along the long deep water I never thought
that snow would ever the cypress I never thought
that snow that the cypress would never that you would never more
© 2007, Donald Gardner
From: I Dreamed in the Cities at Night
Publisher: 2007, Arc Publications, Todmorden
From: I Dreamed in the Cities at Night
Publisher: 2007, Arc Publications, Todmorden
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