The walker Poem by Eddy Van Vliet

The walker

Rating: 4.3


The walker breathes heavily. Leaving
nothing he has felt how everything remains.

Along previous years he travelled.
What was hushed, as dust
sprinkled with water, is commemorated.

In tiled landscapes he finds
everyone back, one by one.

Only: return to himself he cannot.

Translated by John van Tiel

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Antony Theodore 31 July 2019

Along previous years he travelled. What was hushed, as dust sprinkled with water, is commemorated. a very good poem. tony

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