Alarm racket
tears me away without looking
back from the warm cocoon
of sheets and blankets.
The room looks wonderfully
liveable thanks to vaguely
known clothes on a chair.
When I turn around
sitting on the edge of my bed
a naked man. Seeing
his smile I think:
the woman who lives here
is to be envied.
(Original title: 'Wekkerkabaal' - From the anthology 'De Nederlandse poëzie van de 19de en 20ste eeuw in 1000 en enige gedichten' by Gerrit Komrij, 1983 - Uitgeverij Bert Bakker, Amsterdam)
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Hanny Michaelis [1922-2007] |
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