Monday, 11 January 2016

Desolate by J.J. Slauerhoff


Desolate

Desolate and grey the sea surges,
Yet other ships are sailing there;
Desolate and yellow the moon errs
Through the so much larger sky.

There is no harbour where she is bound,
No roadstead in the Milky Way;
The earth views her with disdain,
And for the stars she does not count.

J.J. Slauerhoff [1898-1936]

Original title: Eenzaam en grauw golft de zee From: Verzamelde gedichten, Uitgeverij Nijgh & Van Ditmar, 's Gravenhage-Rotterdam - 1961 - 10e druk - blz. 723

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