A man wanted to talk about love Poem by Toon Tellegen

A man wanted to talk about love.
"No . . . ! Not about love . . . !" everyone cried
and everyone departed or knocked him down,
and death peered through a window:
"About love . . . ? Ridiculous . . . !"

That man put on a pair of wings
like those of a thrush,
but larger and more despairing,
and away he flew and sang about love
and love sang about him, murmured about him -

never did a man go to bed more sorrowful
on the indifferent earth