Poem
Jan Lauwereyns
A FEW WEEKS AND A FEW YEARS LATER
The corpse could not deny what it was it waspast the dog began to bark more often than before
the man began to think more often than before
about his poor dear lovely wife
his one and only lady love of many years who
was lost which did not mean she’d vanished
he bought a blue guitar he read he studied started
stroking his dog more often than before he said hello
to people in the morning sun hello to things he sang
of chair and table and pencils puppets pans and pins
useless pointless and important crucial for her too.
© Translation: 2012, Francis R. Jones
ENKELE WEKEN EN ENKELE JAREN LATER
ENKELE WEKEN EN ENKELE JAREN LATER
Het lijk kon niet ontkennen wat het was het wasvoorbij de hond begon veel vaker dan vroeger
te blaffen de man begon veel vaker dan vroeger te denken
aan zijn arme lieve mooie vrouw
zijn enige echte zijn dame van vele jaren die
verloren was maar daarom niet verdwenen
hij kocht een blauwe gitaar hij las hij leerde begon
veel vaker dan vroeger zijn hond te aaien groette
de mensen ‘s morgens groette de dingen zong van stoel
en tafel en pennen poppen pannen pincetten
zinloos absurd en nodig broodnodig ook voor haar.
© 2012, Jan Lauwereyns
From: De willekeur
Publisher: De Bezige Bij, Amsterdam
From: De willekeur
Publisher: De Bezige Bij, Amsterdam
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A FEW WEEKS AND A FEW YEARS LATER
The corpse could not deny what it was it waspast the dog began to bark more often than before
the man began to think more often than before
about his poor dear lovely wife
his one and only lady love of many years who
was lost which did not mean she’d vanished
he bought a blue guitar he read he studied started
stroking his dog more often than before he said hello
to people in the morning sun hello to things he sang
of chair and table and pencils puppets pans and pins
useless pointless and important crucial for her too.
© 2012, Francis R. Jones
From: De willekeur
From: De willekeur
A FEW WEEKS AND A FEW YEARS LATER
The corpse could not deny what it was it waspast the dog began to bark more often than before
the man began to think more often than before
about his poor dear lovely wife
his one and only lady love of many years who
was lost which did not mean she’d vanished
he bought a blue guitar he read he studied started
stroking his dog more often than before he said hello
to people in the morning sun hello to things he sang
of chair and table and pencils puppets pans and pins
useless pointless and important crucial for her too.
© 2012, Francis R. Jones
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