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Toon Tellegen
“My father/was immense and limitless...”
Translated from the Dutch by Judith Wilkinson
My father
was immense and limitless
it was raining
and my brothers were horses
that trotted
across the vastness of my father—
“there’s no end to you!” they cried out
and sank into the mud
of his insatiable hunger
my mother thought about them,
my mother could think so beautifully,
so without frills and roundaboutness,
my mother dwelt on everyone
the sun appeared,
lit up idylls and oblivion
and my father was eternity
but my mother is here, now,
a fraction of every second.