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Jan Lauwereyns
THE FOURTH
The man kept searching with no courage with no strengthwith just his dumb mutt just his trusty
hound who sniffed out little particles strange goings-on
deep beneath the fresh earth buried here
not long ago two old folks older than the man
just about alive almost impossible grounds
to hope again even believe that
he just might he really will
see his poor dear lovely wife again
his one and only lady love of many years
who’d vanished which did not mean she was lost
© Translation: 2012, Francis R. Jones
DE VIERDE
DE VIERDE
De man bleef zoeken zonder moed en zonder krachthij had alleen zijn domme hond zijn trouwe
beest dat kleine partikels snoof van vreemde gevallen
diep onder verse grond begraven hier
zojuist nog twee bejaarden ouder dan de man
in leven nipt onmogelijk haast een reden
om opnieuw te hopen zelfs geloven dat
het kan en dat het werkelijk zal gebeuren
het weerzien met zijn arme lieve mooie vrouw
zijn enige echte zijn dame van vele jaren
die verdwenen was maar daarom niet verloren.
© 2012, Jan Lauwereyns
From: De willekeur
Publisher: De Bezige Bij, Amsterdam
From: De willekeur
Publisher: De Bezige Bij, Amsterdam
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THE FOURTH
The man kept searching with no courage with no strengthwith just his dumb mutt just his trusty
hound who sniffed out little particles strange goings-on
deep beneath the fresh earth buried here
not long ago two old folks older than the man
just about alive almost impossible grounds
to hope again even believe that
he just might he really will
see his poor dear lovely wife again
his one and only lady love of many years
who’d vanished which did not mean she was lost
© 2012, Francis R. Jones
From: De willekeur
From: De willekeur
THE FOURTH
The man kept searching with no courage with no strengthwith just his dumb mutt just his trusty
hound who sniffed out little particles strange goings-on
deep beneath the fresh earth buried here
not long ago two old folks older than the man
just about alive almost impossible grounds
to hope again even believe that
he just might he really will
see his poor dear lovely wife again
his one and only lady love of many years
who’d vanished which did not mean she was lost
© 2012, Francis R. Jones
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