EERSTE SNEEU
Vyandelike bitter oostewind,
sodra ’k my veilig agter glas bevind
vergeef ek jou. Want kyk hoe saggies dra
jy elke aparte ragfyn donsvlok na
die knekelharde grond om saam te smelt
tot één groot wit weerlegging van geweld.
FIRST SNOW
You hostile, bitter east wind, when again
I’m safe and sound behind the window pane,
I bear no grudge. For see how gently you
bring home each filmy, downy snowflake to
the bone-hard ground where all the merging white
forms one great refutation of raw might.
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