2 gedichten van Viggo Mortensen
 

TEN LAST NIGHT


I PASS A PILE OF BROKEN CHAIRS

ON OUR STREET CORNER

AND FEEL YOU

DRYING ON ME.

I TASTE THE BLOOD

THAT SHIMMERED

ON YOUR LIPS.

LINGERING, LIKE GUILT DOES.

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STONES


MET BY A LAKE NEAR THE SUN.

YOUR MOUTH AND EYES, ARMS

AND LEGS, MELTED AS THOUGH

WE'D KNOWN EACH OTHER WELL

AND NEEDED ONLY REKINDLE

WARMTH OF THE FAMILIAR.

AS IF PATIENCE WERE REWARDED

AND NOW WE'D SHARE EVERYTHING.

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wat vinden jullie ervan? ik vind ze goed, eigelijk!
vooral ten last night vind ik goed, mijn favorite gedicht tegenwoordig! maar ik wilde dus graag jullie meningen over zijn dichtwerk.