vrijdag 28 augustus 2015

silk poem #1

various important people
weather had been fine and clear
Sadness to make a pretty face old
flourishing and vigorous
Englishmen in any kind of money
fin de siècle itself, Nietzsche, Verlaine,
on the bed suddenly, as if startled,
became very sociable and funny
but in the evening the weather was

God alone can do that
divine it seems (no doubt
closed, so that no light shone out,
as he disappeared from the thicket
that tiniest little speck
constantly hit by a volley of stones
sailing sunward
and extreme suffering of several hundreds
it was taken to the village

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