Poem
Nyk de Vries
CAMP
Architects defend architects. Lawyers defend lawyers. Typists defend typists. Artists defend artists. I defended you until we broke up, you took up with a plasterer and we ended up in different camps. I was desperate, but still went off to see the world. I saw differences and suddenly understood why the country was filled with identical houses, the streets with identical cars. I decided to give up defending. I turned onto the road and left the Frisian subsidised art scene behind me.
© Translation: 2010, David Colmer
KAMP
KAMP
Architecten verdedigen architecten. Advocaten verdedigen advocaten. Typisten verdedigen typisten. Kunstenaars verdedigen kunstenaars. Ik verdedigde jou, tot we uit elkaar gingen, je ervandoor ging met een stukadoor en we in verschillend kampen terechtkwamen. Ik voelde me ontwricht, maar ging ook de wereld zien. Ik zag verschillen en begreep plotseling waarom het land vol dezelfde huizen stond, de straten vol dezelfde auto’s. Ik verkoos het verdedigen te laten. Ik draaide de weg op en verliet het Friese subsidiecircuit.
© 2010, Nyk de Vries
Publisher: Poetry International,
Publisher: Poetry International,
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CAMP
Architects defend architects. Lawyers defend lawyers. Typists defend typists. Artists defend artists. I defended you until we broke up, you took up with a plasterer and we ended up in different camps. I was desperate, but still went off to see the world. I saw differences and suddenly understood why the country was filled with identical houses, the streets with identical cars. I decided to give up defending. I turned onto the road and left the Frisian subsidised art scene behind me.
© 2010, David Colmer
CAMP
Architects defend architects. Lawyers defend lawyers. Typists defend typists. Artists defend artists. I defended you until we broke up, you took up with a plasterer and we ended up in different camps. I was desperate, but still went off to see the world. I saw differences and suddenly understood why the country was filled with identical houses, the streets with identical cars. I decided to give up defending. I turned onto the road and left the Frisian subsidised art scene behind me.
© 2010, David Colmer
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