Poem
Henrik Nordbrandt
Days in Late March
Days move along in one directionfaces in the opposite.
Uninterruptedly they borrow each other’s light.
Many years later it is difficult
to determine which were the days
and which were the faces . . .
And the distance between the two things
feels more unreachable
day by day and face by face.
It is this I see in your face
these bright days in late March.
© Translation: 2009, Thom Satterlee
DAGEN LAAT IN MAART
Dagen bewegen zich in één richtinggezichten in de tegengestelde.
Onophoudelijk lenen ze elkaars licht.
Vele jaren later is het moeilijk
te bepalen wat dagen waren
en wat gezichten...
en de afstand tussen die twee dingen
voelt dag na dag en gezicht na gezicht
onoverkomelijker.
Dat zie ik aan jouw gezicht
in deze lichte dagen laat in maart.
© Vertaling: 2009, Annelies van Hees
DAGE SENT I MARTS
Dage bevæger sig i én retningansigter i den modsatte.
Uophørligt låner de hinandens lys.
Mange år efter er det vanskeligt
at afgøre hvad der var dage
og hvad der var ansigter . . .
Og afstanden mellem de to ting
føles mere uoverskridelig
dag for dag og ansigt for ansigt.
Det er det jeg ser på dit ansigt
Disse lysende dage sent i marts.
© 2001, Henrik Nordbrandt
From: Udvalgte Digte
Publisher: Gyldendal, Copenhagen
From: Udvalgte Digte
Publisher: Gyldendal, Copenhagen
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Days in Late March
Days move along in one directionfaces in the opposite.
Uninterruptedly they borrow each other’s light.
Many years later it is difficult
to determine which were the days
and which were the faces . . .
And the distance between the two things
feels more unreachable
day by day and face by face.
It is this I see in your face
these bright days in late March.
© 2009, Thom Satterlee
From: Udvalgte Digte
From: Udvalgte Digte
Days in Late March
Days move along in one directionfaces in the opposite.
Uninterruptedly they borrow each other’s light.
Many years later it is difficult
to determine which were the days
and which were the faces . . .
And the distance between the two things
feels more unreachable
day by day and face by face.
It is this I see in your face
these bright days in late March.
© 2009, Thom Satterlee
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