tender devotion

Woensdag 29 augustus 2007

pirouette de charlotte

dans mon gardin
de présent
ma favorite danse,
une fillette
ému,
propre et tendre
une pirouette
réaliser
très refiné
et glorieux

elle me fait
rêver
dans un moment
silence
et touche
ma passion modeste
comme on connait
rarement

Geschreven door j. v.e. dreyfsandt zu schlamm om 11:04

Woensdag 29 augustus 2007

without words

my heart
is smaller
than your
vulnerable hand
your feeling
more refined
than my
fair mind
hold out
your hand
touch
my heart
i give
myself
accept me
do
give yourself
then
i accept you

vertaling: ulrike kappler

Geschreven door j. v.e. dreyfsandt zu schlamm om 11:02

Woensdag 29 augustus 2007

close your eyes

my heart
is smaller
than your
vulnerable hand
your feeling
more refined
than my
fair mind
hold out
your hand
touch
my heart
i give
myself
accept me
do
give yourself
then
i accept you

vertaling: ulrike kappler

Geschreven door j. v.e. dreyfsandt zu schlamm om 11:01

Woensdag 29 augustus 2007

sarah, my fire my smoke

surrounded by
green-petalled hedges
on an undulating field
while twilight
is approaching

her pallbearers
who she has loved
are stepping through
finely ground gravel
to lay down
her tender resting body
on broken brushwood
her last earthly stay

i also bear
what she bore
in all silence
as she never
asked for it
our tragic chilliness

a muggy wind
incensing her naked body
already stiff
disburdened form external appearance

yet she is like this
the beautiful silent dead
who merges in fire and smoke
the fume
that joins heaven and earth
a bond of eternal pain

vertaling: ulrike kappler

Geschreven door j. v.e. dreyfsandt zu schlamm om 11:01

Woensdag 29 augustus 2007

tell me who i was

when i try
to avoid dying
i cannot
prepare for my past

"i have been"
i will not be able to say
"I have been"
that i am
i cannot clarify

my death makes
that my past is
created
an erected monument
for close supporters
the club of what doesn't stay forever

vertaling: ulrike kappler

Geschreven door j. v.e. dreyfsandt zu schlamm om 11:00

Woensdag 29 augustus 2007

la lumière s'étient

noir
emprunte
sa force
d'une puissance sombre
la manque
de lumière clair
m'a dirigé dedans
le soir
s'approche
l'esprit de la nuit,
au travers

Geschreven door j. v.e. dreyfsandt zu schlamm om 10:59

Woensdag 29 augustus 2007

W leglo ot cvetya

Malko momiche w leglo ot cvetya
Milva, laskae svoite nejni bedra
A s tozi lek puh (pardon za stila)
Mi napomnia bone sas voal
Blenuvan miraj
Ne izdarjam ne sum ot metal

Zagasi svetlinata
Krehka nejnost
W angelski tanc
Bih dokosval I az
Tozi nein venec na starstta

Kade da te sreshtna
W koya kartina stoysh
Chista I graciozna
Kade dalech bi mogla da lejish
Ne nyamam shans
Bih kazal az.

Bulgaars

Vertaling: Dr. Iliana Boncheva

Geschreven door j. v.e. dreyfsandt zu schlamm om 00:00

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