Poem
Rutger Kopland
war
Whereas the story goes that it has been toldand finished with - but it breaks off
oh yes, I’ve been told it, told it
and yet
I see that grey, well-thumbed photograph
but again the grass is still greener than grass
and the blossom still whiter than blossom
in that grey garden it must have been war
in that man, that woman, that child
in that grey grass under that grey blossoming tree
I’ve been told and told how they had had
to disappear from there, be carried of,
in goods trains, never come back
whereas the story goes that it has been told
and finished with - but it breaks off
oh. yes, I’ve been told and told
how peace returned
but there is still no other photograph but this
in which it has yet to happen
oorlog
oorlog
Terwijl het verhaal wil dat het verteld envoorbij is - maar het breekt af
zeker, het is mij verteld en verteld
maar nog
ik zie die grijze beduimelde foto
maar nog is het gras weer groener dan gras
en de bloesem weer witter dan bloesem
in die grijze tuin moet het oorlog zijn geweest
in die man, die vrouw, dat kind
in dat grijze gras onder die grijs bloeiende boom
het is mij verteld en verteld hoe zij daar
hadden moeten verdwijnen, worden weggevoerd
in goederentreinen, nooit terugkomen
terwijl het verhaal wil dat het verteld en
voorbij is - maar het breekt af
zeker, het is mij verteld en verteld
hoe vrede weerkeerde
maar nog is er geen andere foto dan deze
waarin het nog moet
© 1997, G.A. van Oorschot
From: Tot het ons loslaat
Publisher: G.A. van Oorschot,
From: Tot het ons loslaat
Publisher: G.A. van Oorschot,
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war
Whereas the story goes that it has been toldand finished with - but it breaks off
oh yes, I’ve been told it, told it
and yet
I see that grey, well-thumbed photograph
but again the grass is still greener than grass
and the blossom still whiter than blossom
in that grey garden it must have been war
in that man, that woman, that child
in that grey grass under that grey blossoming tree
I’ve been told and told how they had had
to disappear from there, be carried of,
in goods trains, never come back
whereas the story goes that it has been told
and finished with - but it breaks off
oh. yes, I’ve been told and told
how peace returned
but there is still no other photograph but this
in which it has yet to happen
From: Tot het ons loslaat
war
Whereas the story goes that it has been toldand finished with - but it breaks off
oh yes, I’ve been told it, told it
and yet
I see that grey, well-thumbed photograph
but again the grass is still greener than grass
and the blossom still whiter than blossom
in that grey garden it must have been war
in that man, that woman, that child
in that grey grass under that grey blossoming tree
I’ve been told and told how they had had
to disappear from there, be carried of,
in goods trains, never come back
whereas the story goes that it has been told
and finished with - but it breaks off
oh. yes, I’ve been told and told
how peace returned
but there is still no other photograph but this
in which it has yet to happen
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