Poem
Eddy Van Vliet
The Walker
The walker breathes heavily. Leavingnothing he has felt how everything remains.
Along previous years he travelled.
What was hushed, as dust
sprinkled with water, is commemorated.
In tiled landscapes he finds
everyone back, one by one.
Only: return to himself he cannot.
© Translation: 1994, John van Tiel
From: Farewell and Fall
Publisher: Dedalus, Dublin, 1994
From: Farewell and Fall
Publisher: Dedalus, Dublin, 1994
De Wandelaar
De Wandelaar
De wandelaar hijgt. Bij het achterlatenvan niets heeft hij ervaren hoe alles blijft.
Langs de jaren voordien ging zijn tocht.
Wat tot bedaren werd gebracht,
als met water besprenkeld stof, wordt herdacht.
In over elkaar gelegde landschappen
vindt hij één voor één iedereen terug.
Alleen: omkeren naar zichzelf kan hij niet.
© 1987, The estate of Eddy Van Vliet
From: Verzamelde gedichten
Publisher: De Bezige Bij, Amsterdam
From: Verzamelde gedichten
Publisher: De Bezige Bij, Amsterdam
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The Walker
The walker breathes heavily. Leavingnothing he has felt how everything remains.
Along previous years he travelled.
What was hushed, as dust
sprinkled with water, is commemorated.
In tiled landscapes he finds
everyone back, one by one.
Only: return to himself he cannot.
© 1994, John van Tiel
From: Farewell and Fall
Publisher: 1994, Dedalus, Dublin
From: Farewell and Fall
Publisher: 1994, Dedalus, Dublin
The Walker
The walker breathes heavily. Leavingnothing he has felt how everything remains.
Along previous years he travelled.
What was hushed, as dust
sprinkled with water, is commemorated.
In tiled landscapes he finds
everyone back, one by one.
Only: return to himself he cannot.
© 1994, John van Tiel
From: Farewell and Fall
Publisher: 1994, Dedalus, Dublin
From: Farewell and Fall
Publisher: 1994, Dedalus, Dublin
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