Friday, 20 October 2023

Jan Arends (1925-74): 'Ik'


 

I

write poems

like thin trees

 

Who

can be so meagre

using

language

as me?

 

Perhaps

my father

was stingy

with his seed.

 

I never

got to

know him

that man.

 

I never

heard

a real word

if it hurt

 

To write

about pain

you need

very few

words.


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