Wednesday, 10 July 2013

Poem by the Dutch writer Eva Gerlach

There is the road and there is the
dissolving of the road. There is fear
and the expectation of fear. By means of telling
and listening you see the direction, there is
straight on and there is the wrench of
turn around and back. There is the tale
and there is the telling of roughly that kind of a tale,
there is the road and there is the
walking up the road and somewhere someone sits
who says ‘your tongue or no further.’

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