When Times Were Leaf-Still, Long Gone By Poem by Michiel Kruijff

- By Herman Gorter, translated by Lloyd Haft.

When times were leaf-still, long gone by,
born she was, in autumn hush a bloom
in bleak lightweepings standing pale light -
the clouds cloak her in rains.

Pale she stood her light amidst all drear,
keeping light eyes, blonde hair spreading near her,
tears at many an hour, white of hands -
a poor light girl light-famished.

Bring upon her color of bloomglow,
your blood-red, o new season that is now.