vrijdag 4 december 2015

My medium is prose

Poetry for an Album (deel)

Feelings my friend
wrote Schumann
are stars which guide us
only when the sky is clear
but reason is a magnetic needle
driving our ship on
till it shatters on the rocks

It was when my palsied
finger stopped me playing
the piano that calamity
came upon me

If you knew every cranny
of my heart
you would yet be ignorant
of the pain my happy
memories bring


uit: W.G. Sebald, Across the Land and the Water. Selected Poems, 1964-2001. Hamish Hamilton, London, 2011, p. 81.

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