A Glance Over Bruges Poem by Gert Strydom

"'n Klok werp zilver uit een toren" - Paul van Ostaijen
"(A bell throws silver from a tower) " - Paul van Ostaijen


In the moats of Bruges the bells ring
when lighted up church-towers do shine in the distance through the fog,

while a multitude of children skip, hop, jump and run
and around us the squares, the plaza and canals are open,

the ancient beauty brings rapture,
where with troubadours you sing love songs,

above us in the darkness stars do shine blue-white
where they are speckled in the heaven above us,

the black water gleam with all kinds of lights,
when from of the boat we go ashore.

© Gert Strydom