Absence Poems
Unvisited
by Aditi Hayaran
You were caught up in the realities,
While I was in a different world.
It wasn’t magical, where once I belonged;
Your presence was something for which I longed.
As understanding as I should be,
I understand you were busy.
But I still don’t know why—
It makes me sadder than I like to be.
......
Bird on a wire
by Mario Odekerken
I moved like a bird on a wire-
unsteady,trembling,
too high to rest,too low to fly.
There were nights
when the silence pressed in so tightly
I mistook it for peace.
I spoke when I should have listened,
reached when I should have let go.
......
Tussen die gemis
by Mario Odekerken
Gelukkig is soms nie altyd nie,
en daarom het die pyn van jou verlies
dragbaar geword.
In die stilte van gewone dae
asem jou afwesigheid,
maar ook die herinnering
an wie jy was.
Ek dra jou saam
......
The Absence
by Ronald Stuart Thomas
It is this great absence
that is like a presence, that compels
me to address it without hope
of a reply. It is a room I enter
from which someone has just
gone, the vestibule for the arrival
of one who has not yet come.
I modernise the anachronism
......
Between the absence
by Mario Odekerken
Happiness is not always,
and so the pain of losing you
has become bearable.
In the silence of ordinary days
your absence breathes,
but so does the memory
of who you were .
I carry you
......
Unvisited
by Aditi Hayaran
You were caught up in the realities,
While I was in a different world.
It wasn’t magical, where once I belonged;
Your presence was something for which I longed.
As understanding as I should be,
I understand you were busy.
But I still don’t know why—
It makes me sadder than I like to be.
......
Tussen die gemis
by Mario Odekerken
Gelukkig is soms nie altyd nie,
en daarom het die pyn van jou verlies
dragbaar geword.
In die stilte van gewone dae
asem jou afwesigheid,
maar ook die herinnering
an wie jy was.
Ek dra jou saam
......
Zwischen dem Fehlen
by Mario Odekerken
Glücklich ist manchmal nicht immer,
und so ist der Schmerz über deinen Verlust
tragbar geworden.
In der Stille gewöhnlicher Tage
atmet dein Fehlen,
doch auch die Erinnerung
an das,was du warst.
Ich trage dich
......
Between the absence
by Mario Odekerken
Happiness is not always,
and so the pain of losing you
has become bearable.
In the silence of ordinary days
your absence breathes,
but so does the memory
of who you were .
I carry you
......
Tussen het gemis
by Mario Odekerken
Gelukkig is soms niet altijd,
waardoor de pijn door het verlies van jou
draagbaar geworden is.
In de stilte van gewone dagen
ademt jouw afwezigheid
maar ook de herinn
aan wie je was.
Ik draag je mee
......
