BG 183 – Haiku (EN)
suddenly through holes
in the fresh green canopy
burning summer sun
suddenly through holes
in the fresh green canopy
burning summer sun
(Dialogue between two middle-aged women on a bench in the countryside.)
– About last night.
– Yes?
– Late last night.
– What about late last night?
– I thought I heard something then.
– Oh?
– Yes.
– And what did you think you heard then?
– Stumbling.
– Stumbling…
– Yes. Stumbling in the distance.
– Hm.
– It came from your place.
– Oh?
– It sounded near to your house.
– Oh. It sounded near to me, that stumbling?
– Yes.
– That’s possible of course.
– Did you hear it too?
– What time was it exactly?
– I don’t know. By midnight, I think.
– So, you were still awake at midnight?
– Yes, I couldn’t sleep.
– I was wondering. You normally go to sleep early, don’t you?
– Yes, that is true. But yesterday it didn’t work.
– That’s a pity.
– Yes.
– So….
(silence)
– But did you hear it too? …
men had
hem
Die avond
voor
de twist
, niet zonder ongeduld,
beiden
iets te vertellen
Voor welke zou jij kiezen?
Translation: