Saturday, 17 April 2021

Hugo Claus: 'Om jou'



The child chokes a crow

Fingers have their groping ways

The dew makes the rubble glow

The dune is all ablaze

The hours chase each other

The days shorten with each season

The weeks catch up with each other

The months wilt and wither

The year is smaller than a butterfly

Smaller than the spider that brings

Evening hope and morning rue


Everywhere all of this because of you.


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