In Stjergefal, yn it Hûs hjir Tsjinoer,
It barde Hjoed - saniis -
Ik wit it troch it oansicht, njoer,
Dat Sa’n Hûs - eigen is -
De Buorlju rûzje yn en út -
De Dokter - rydt wer fuort -
Meganysk iepenet in Rút -
In Pûl gelyk - abrupt -
Ien toarket in Matras bûtendoar -
De Bern drafkje foarby -
Se tantsje oft it dêrop - stoar -
As Jonge - die ’k ek mei -
De Predikant - stapt it Hûs yn -
As kaam it Him no ta -
As wie er Baas - fan ’t rouwend Folk -
Mei Jonkjes - deropta.
En dan de Klaaister - en de Fint -
Grouwélich is syn Baan -
Dy’t fan it Hûs de maten nimt -
’k Foarsjoch in Karavaan -
Fan Kwastkes - en fan Koetsen - swart -
’t Lêst as in Hingelboerd -
Dit Aan te hawwen fan it Nijs -
Yn in Provinsjestêd -
There’s been a Death, in the Opposite House,
As lately as Today -
I know it, by the numb look
Such Houses have - alway -
The Neighbors rustle in and out -
The Doctor - drives away -
A Window opens like a Pod -
Abrupt - mechanically -
Somebody flings a Mattrass out -
The Children hurry by -
They wonder if it died - on that -
I used to - when a Boy -
The Minister - goes stiffly in -
As if the House were His -
And He owned all the Mourners - now -
And little Boys - besides.
And then the Milliner - and the Man
Of the Appalling Trade -
To take the measure of the House -
There’ll be that Dark Parade -
Of Tassels - and of Coaches - soon -
It’s easy as a Sign -
The Intuition of the News -
In just a Country Town -
F547 (J389)
