GERMAIN
DROOGENBROODT
Lonely Goodbye
for those
who, wherever, have to die lonely
Chilly
the room
the white
walls
audible
only
the echo
of loneliness.
Not a
tender word anymore
no warm
embrace
just the
time,
a leaking
tap,
ticking.
None knocking
at the door
nobody
you expect,
no one,
except death.
GERMAIN
DROOGENBROODT
Altea,
2.4.2020
Todesfuge
*
(Corona
virus)
Death, we
drink you,
we drink
you with our eyes,
we drink
you with our ears
we drink
you day by day
Deaths
no time
is left to say good bye,
no time
to dig your graves
The
leaders paved the road
with
hypocrisy and dazzling lies
Death, we
drink you,
we drink
you with our eyes,
we drink
you with our ears
we drink
you day by day.
GERMAIN
DROOGENBROODT
Altea, Spain,
28.3.2010
*Todesfuge (Fugue of
death),
poem by Paul Celan about
the Jews being cremated by the Nazis
Untimely Leaving
When a
sun
which
knows no more dawn
dies away
in its
own light,
and the
night
blots out
its stars,
snaps the
stem,
tears the
leaf.
Borrowed Dawn
With its
hand of shadow and darkness
unravelled
the evening,
the
defenceless light
unravelled
the future,
the
magic,
the
borrowed dawn,
pulled
out of the wick,
shed the
oil,
extinguished
time.
TRANSLATION
BY STANLEY BARKAN
IN COOPERATION WITH THE AUTHOR
GERMAIN
DROOGENBROODT
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