T: Selma Meerbaum-Eisinger
ET: Lori Spee
M: Herman van Veen
Edith Leerkes

August sun
jaar: 2011 (1941)

Just like a symphony in green
pulsed through with light and scent and sheen
the meadows wander through the hills
alive with color from the flowers' dance.

The pathways stretch out in the wind
and all the birches bow and bend.
And should the gardens be deserted,
I will have them all to myself.

The benches are waiting there,
the grass is swaying in the breeze,
the sky seems close enough to feel
and flocks of birds are winging south.

And all the world has been submerged
in smiles and in loneliness
and everything is draped in gold
and one lone magpie cries.

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