De Amerikaanse dichter en letterkundige Edward Hirsch werd geboren op 20 januari 1950 in Chicago. Zie ook alle tags voor Edward Hirsch op dit blog.
After a Long Insomniac Night
I walked down to the sea in the early morning
after a long insomniac night.
I climbed over the giant gull-colored rocks
and moved past the trees,
tall dancers stretching their limbs
and warming up in the blue light.
I entered the salty water, a penitent
whose body was stained,
and swam toward a red star rising
in the east—regal, purple-robed.
One shore disappeared behind me
and another beckoned.
I confess
that I forgot the person I had been
as easily as the clouds drifting overhead.
My hands parted the water.
The wind pressed at my back, wings
and my soul floated over the whitecapped waves.
Charades
We waited on two sides of the subway tracks:
you were riding uptown and I was heading downtown
to a different apartment, after all these years.
We were almost paralyzed, as anxious
travelers surged around us in waves,
and then you started to pantomime.
First, you touched your right eye.
Then you palmed your left knee.
Finally, you pointed at me.
I made of a sign of understanding
back to you but the train suddenly roared
into the station and you disappeared.
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