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Miriam Van hee

BRUSSELS, JARDIN BOTANIQUE

if you try to fit in somewhere
and it tires you out

someone asks his table-companions:
what is transcendental and you look at everything
left over on the plates, outside
leaves are whipped up by the wind, it’s going
to rain, you think, and that you aren’t afraid,
you say to yourself, at night
abroad, then someone asks you about
transience, whether you write to counter that
and if not, is it therapeutic then

you imagine gum-trees
in the tropics, cooing
doves in gum-trees

brussel, jardin botanique

brussel, jardin botanique

als je probeert ergens bij te horen  
en je daar moe van wordt

iemand vraagt aan zijn tafelgenoten:
wat is transcendent en je kijkt naar alles  
wat achterblijft op de borden, buiten  
waaien plots bladeren op, het gaat  
regenen, denk je, en dat je niet bang bent,  
zeg je tegen jezelf, ’s nachts in het  
buitenland, dan vraagt iemand jou naar  
vergankelijkheid, of je daartegen schrijft  
en zoniet, is het dan therapeutisch

je stelt je dan gombomen  
voor in de tropen, koerende  
duiven in gombomen
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BRUSSELS, JARDIN BOTANIQUE

if you try to fit in somewhere
and it tires you out

someone asks his table-companions:
what is transcendental and you look at everything
left over on the plates, outside
leaves are whipped up by the wind, it’s going
to rain, you think, and that you aren’t afraid,
you say to yourself, at night
abroad, then someone asks you about
transience, whether you write to counter that
and if not, is it therapeutic then

you imagine gum-trees
in the tropics, cooing
doves in gum-trees

BRUSSELS, JARDIN BOTANIQUE

if you try to fit in somewhere
and it tires you out

someone asks his table-companions:
what is transcendental and you look at everything
left over on the plates, outside
leaves are whipped up by the wind, it’s going
to rain, you think, and that you aren’t afraid,
you say to yourself, at night
abroad, then someone asks you about
transience, whether you write to counter that
and if not, is it therapeutic then

you imagine gum-trees
in the tropics, cooing
doves in gum-trees
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Literature Translation Institute of Korea
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