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Roland Jooris

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‘Form or notion‘

Form or notion

I hear a key
Coldness barks

Is there warmth left
from snowing
on the bias

Paper mumbles
as if scrunching up
its content

In the muddled room
her face
unwhispers

Darkness strides till
it is too late

© Translation: 2013, Astrid Alben

‘Gestalte of denkbeeld‘

Gestalte of denkbeeld

Ik hoor een sleutel
Koude blaft

Is er nog warmte
van sneeuwen
op schuinte

Papier mompelt
alsof het zijn inhoud
verfrommelt

In de beslommerde kamer
ontfluistert zich
haar gezicht

Het donker stapt tot
het te laat is

© 2001, Roland Jooris
From: Gekras
Publisher: Querido, Amsterdam

Roland Jooris

Roland Jooris

(Belgium, 1936)

Roland Jooris was the director of the Roger Raveelmuseum in Machelen-aan-de-Leie until 2005. Roger Raveel himself was a painter and sculptor, a profession that Jooris has followed with keen interest and empathy throughout his career. In his poetic work too Jooris has often turned to the world of the arts for inspiration. One of his earliest poems was about Paul Klee. He has also written poems a...

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‘Form or notion‘

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‘Form or notion‘

Form or notion

I hear a key
Coldness barks

Is there warmth left
from snowing
on the bias

Paper mumbles
as if scrunching up
its content

In the muddled room
her face
unwhispers

Darkness strides till
it is too late

© 2013, Astrid Alben
From: Gekras

‘Form or notion‘

Form or notion

I hear a key
Coldness barks

Is there warmth left
from snowing
on the bias

Paper mumbles
as if scrunching up
its content

In the muddled room
her face
unwhispers

Darkness strides till
it is too late

© 2013, Astrid Alben

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