Poem
Piet Gerbrandy
IN WHICH THE INDOLENT SEER REVELS IN RENOUNCING
In which the indolent seer revels in renouncingpleasure rather muses on nothingness than
really relaxes or does something.
In which a flowerbed of white thighs dreamless
abode from before a roses fingering dawn
soothes hand to sleep until goaded rises.
In which turgid cloudwrack praise of apathy
exalts rigor of rut awakes.
In which morning into mouths still tasting
of gin of bad cigars wriggles her leather
tongue inducing nausea.
In which balloons wrinkling on faded garlands
in draught hang dancing our hero
detaches stuck-together little beakers
scoffing bogies vanish into lawns.
© Translation: 2006, Tanis Guest
Waarin de indolente ziener zwelgt in afstel
Waarin de indolente ziener zwelgt in afstel
van genot liever mijmert over leegte dan
waarlijk uitrust of iets doet.
Waarin een perk van witte dijen droomloos
oord van voor een rozen vingerende dageraad
hand in slaap sust tot geprikkeld rijst.
Waarin gezwollen zwerk lof der lusteloosheid
jubelt rigor van bronst ontslaapt.
Waarin morgen haar lederen tong in
nog naar jenever slechte sigaren staande
bekken wurmt en wee berokkent.
Waarin ballonnen schrompelend aan verschoten
slingers op tocht hangen dansend onze
held verkleefde bekertjes onthecht
mommen schimpend weken in gazonnen.
van genot liever mijmert over leegte dan
waarlijk uitrust of iets doet.
Waarin een perk van witte dijen droomloos
oord van voor een rozen vingerende dageraad
hand in slaap sust tot geprikkeld rijst.
Waarin gezwollen zwerk lof der lusteloosheid
jubelt rigor van bronst ontslaapt.
Waarin morgen haar lederen tong in
nog naar jenever slechte sigaren staande
bekken wurmt en wee berokkent.
Waarin ballonnen schrompelend aan verschoten
slingers op tocht hangen dansend onze
held verkleefde bekertjes onthecht
mommen schimpend weken in gazonnen.
© 1996, Piet Gerbrandy
From: Weloverwogen en onopgemerkt
Publisher: Meulenhoff, Amsterdam
From: Weloverwogen en onopgemerkt
Publisher: Meulenhoff, Amsterdam
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IN WHICH THE INDOLENT SEER REVELS IN RENOUNCING
In which the indolent seer revels in renouncingpleasure rather muses on nothingness than
really relaxes or does something.
In which a flowerbed of white thighs dreamless
abode from before a roses fingering dawn
soothes hand to sleep until goaded rises.
In which turgid cloudwrack praise of apathy
exalts rigor of rut awakes.
In which morning into mouths still tasting
of gin of bad cigars wriggles her leather
tongue inducing nausea.
In which balloons wrinkling on faded garlands
in draught hang dancing our hero
detaches stuck-together little beakers
scoffing bogies vanish into lawns.
© 2006, Tanis Guest
From: Weloverwogen en onopgemerkt
From: Weloverwogen en onopgemerkt
IN WHICH THE INDOLENT SEER REVELS IN RENOUNCING
In which the indolent seer revels in renouncingpleasure rather muses on nothingness than
really relaxes or does something.
In which a flowerbed of white thighs dreamless
abode from before a roses fingering dawn
soothes hand to sleep until goaded rises.
In which turgid cloudwrack praise of apathy
exalts rigor of rut awakes.
In which morning into mouths still tasting
of gin of bad cigars wriggles her leather
tongue inducing nausea.
In which balloons wrinkling on faded garlands
in draught hang dancing our hero
detaches stuck-together little beakers
scoffing bogies vanish into lawns.
© 2006, Tanis Guest
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