Poem
Jan Lauwereyns
FORGETTING TAKES PLACE
VERGETEN VINDT PLAATS
1Wat een bittere dag is het, te zijn geweest,
de wind die ruist
achter in je geheugenimplantaat.
Vreemde levensfeiten zinken
in scholen vraagstukken als deze,
striemen voorwaarts, achterwaarts,
de piepende wissers dansen
iets minimaals op je voorruit.
2
Dreigende chaos, de vlucht
van de nachtegaal,
nu aansluiten:
een naakte volharding die over datum is.
Vooringenomenheid speelt,
even groot als je vertrouwensinterval,
hoezeer er ook voorzien is in het woord.
Als je er de pest aan hebt,
regent het, spoelt het langzaam weg.
© Vertaling: 2012, Jabik Veenbaas
FORGETTING TAKES PLACE
1What a bitter day it is, having been,
the wind rustling
in the back of your memory implant.
Foreign life events dip
in schools of issues such as these,
slashing forward, backward,
the squeaky wipers dancing
something minimal on your windshield.
2
Impending chaos, the flight
of the nightingale,
now plug in
some naked insistence past its expiration date.
Bias plays
in the size of your confidence interval,
however anticipated the word.
If you hate it,
it rains, it washes over and away.
© 2012, Jan Lauwereyns
From: After Movement – Sun Spots: The Truth Poem (forthcoming)
From: After Movement – Sun Spots: The Truth Poem (forthcoming)
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FORGETTING TAKES PLACE
1What a bitter day it is, having been,
the wind rustling
in the back of your memory implant.
Foreign life events dip
in schools of issues such as these,
slashing forward, backward,
the squeaky wipers dancing
something minimal on your windshield.
2
Impending chaos, the flight
of the nightingale,
now plug in
some naked insistence past its expiration date.
Bias plays
in the size of your confidence interval,
however anticipated the word.
If you hate it,
it rains, it washes over and away.
From: After Movement – Sun Spots: The Truth Poem (forthcoming)
FORGETTING TAKES PLACE
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