Poems of 1890

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Two lamps shining, the mirror dims and blues, whining of lights in furniture around, not a thing makes a sound. I hear a woman’s breath swish as it comes, I wish I wish – I sit heavy and still, nothing enthuses my will. Hear the clock tock tick, it counts each moment’s click. h e r m a n gorter 85
D e boomen golven op de heuvelen boomhoofden stil in de nevelen lentelichte zacht lentelicht. De toren met zijn gezicht daar midden in wijst deftig nog uren, verbeel je uren, uren, uren – ‘t is om te stikken in deze oogenblikken, het kriebelend lachen ik kan het haast niet verdragen, ik stik in dit krankzinnige lichte deftige oogenblik. 86 p o e m s of 1890
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Herman Gorter Poems of 1890 A Selec
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These translations are dedicated in
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The young Herman was the beneficiar
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Perhaps Gorter is being rather disi
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Oh I hear her come, oh I feel her c
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Gorter’s merits as a propagandist
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The oblivious self-giving meant not
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And in my room like a dark box encl
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POEMS OF 1890
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When no leaf stirred, long ago in t
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once sat quietly and read, I the bo
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O h when the sun shines and the ear
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Your back is oh so white, tanned fl
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You’re a silent white gleam of br
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You’re a dusky white lily girl, Y
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You’re the open one, white, and w
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The sun. Yellow and gold is the wor
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The silent road the glowing moonlit
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Page 44 and 45: The heathlands quietly stand, and a
Page 46 and 47: It’s greyish-sickly-pale, it’s
Page 48 and 49: I ’m alone in the lamplight, impa
Page 50 and 51: You stand so very still with your h
Page 52 and 53: The spring comes from afar, I hear
Page 54 and 55: skies that everywhere jangle? with
Page 56 and 57: We feel like two tall, spring-red f
Page 58 and 59: The beach was still and white I sat
Page 60 and 61: Hey I wish you were the air so I co
Page 62 and 63: was a poor boy then I with too grea
Page 64 and 65: against the pillow I pushed, my wil
Page 66 and 67: a poor child saw one day, ages ago,
Page 68 and 69: She sits still, looks ahead past he
Page 70 and 71: It’s black and dark, chamber-dark
Page 72 and 73: The town was wet with the rain, the
Page 74 and 75: The sky was yellow as yellow chrysa
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Page 78 and 79: Then the gatekeepers’ golden horn
Page 80 and 81: your gold head descended to swan-do
Page 82 and 83: The golden panache of the sun, a mo
Page 84 and 85: wish to you I could give I deep sol
Page 86 and 87: light, high as the sky so tall, gol
Page 88 and 89: You see I love you, love, I think y
Page 90 and 91: All those grey days, their stiff sm
Page 94 and 95: T he trees wave on the hills treeto
Page 96 and 97: BIBLIOGRAPHY OF GORTER’S POETRY I
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