Village Poem by Roland Jooris
Village
a village is a circle
drawn by hand
around a church;
a dove is a very
simple line void of air
on a rooftop;
a spring season leaves wet
stains on the paper
of the sky;
and look, now this is true
reality: I shall presently
let it rain
on my poem
so that it runs
into a watercolor
of sodden
illegible words.
Translated by Peter Nijmeijer
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