Poem
Nachoem M. Wijnberg
At the start of the evening
When you drifted ashore on a beacha girl looked at you,
as if she was being asked a question,
not by you,
but by someone far away.
You wished her a marriage
in which she and whoever is with her
try to answer together.
You walked down the street
and walking ahead of you were two marriage
brokers.
What were they
discussing?
How badly
their last two customers
would need them.
Aan het begin van de avond
Aan het begin van de avond
Toen je op een strand aanspoeldekeek een meisje naar je,
alsof haar een vraag gesteld werd,
niet door jou,
maar door iemand ver weg.
Je wenste haar een huwelijk
waarin zij en wie bij haar is
samen antwoord proberen te geven.
Je liep op straat
en voor je uit liepen twee huwelijks-
makelaars.
Waarover spraken zij
met elkaar?
Over hoe erg hun laatste
twee klanten hen nodig
zouden hebben.
From: Voor jou, van jou
Publisher: Atlas Contact, Amsterdam
Publisher: Atlas Contact, Amsterdam
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At the start of the evening
When you drifted ashore on a beacha girl looked at you,
as if she was being asked a question,
not by you,
but by someone far away.
You wished her a marriage
in which she and whoever is with her
try to answer together.
You walked down the street
and walking ahead of you were two marriage
brokers.
What were they
discussing?
How badly
their last two customers
would need them.
From: Voor jou, van jou
At the start of the evening
When you drifted ashore on a beacha girl looked at you,
as if she was being asked a question,
not by you,
but by someone far away.
You wished her a marriage
in which she and whoever is with her
try to answer together.
You walked down the street
and walking ahead of you were two marriage
brokers.
What were they
discussing?
How badly
their last two customers
would need them.
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