View Of The Future Poem by Hendrik Jan Marsman

View Of The Future

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When they pass away some poets
want the light to die when they go
for the world to end and though
they're furious about their own demise

I stand by the river, you know
and watch how light
royally passes me by;
I don't wallow in it, just swallow
harrowed at this vacant view.

Translation: Scott Rollins

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