Monday, 26 October 2015

Land of hills and horseshoes by H.J. Mesterom



Land of hills and horseshoes 

Land of hills and horseshoes.
Superstition on the farms
and in the trees,
rustling like rain or an endlessly
played gramophone record.
Once one afternoon a scarecrow snared me
when I stole apples
in the strongly stirring orchard
that made me breathless.
Or I spied in the middle of a warm field
upon the golden bed in which the wind
had slept like a giantess
and thought that the sun had set for punishment.



Wind
Droom van een bewogen foto
nagestaard door pauwenogen
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Text by H.J. (Harry) Mesterom  
on the wall of a private house,
Volderstraatje-Verwersstraat,
's Hertogenbosch
Original title: 'Land van heuvels en hoefijzers' - From: Maatstaf 4, julinummer 1966 - Uitgeverij Daamen NV, Den Haag

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