Tag Archives: Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson, 1774

Posted on 07/08/2018 by Klaas van der Hoek

  In smoel dat graasje mist, gefoel, In haatlik, hurd, suksesfol smoel, In smoelwurk dêr’t in stien Him hiel fertroud by fiele soe As oft er it al tiden koe - Foar ’t earst no gearbruid - ien.   A … Continue reading →

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Emily Dickinson, 582

Posted on 30/06/2018 by Klaas van der Hoek

  It muoit my om de Deaden - Hjoed - No’t miensumer as ea Ald-Buorlju gearkomme by ’t stek - It is no tiid foar Hea, En Sinnewaarm - Gol Fûstkjen En tusken ’t Wurk troch Praat - En laitsjen, … Continue reading →

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Emily Dickinson, 545

Posted on 16/06/2018 by Klaas van der Hoek

  As Snie - as Stjerren foelen sy - As Bledsjes fan in Roas - Wannear’t mei fingers der in Wyn Troch Juny giet - yniens - Sy rekken wei yn seamleas Gers - Plak dêr’t gjin each fan wit … Continue reading →

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Emily Dickinson, 159

Posted on 24/05/2018 by Klaas van der Hoek

  Sy gong sa rêstich as de Dau Fan in Fertroude blom. Oars as de Dau kaam sy net op ’t Fertroude stuit werom! Sy foel sa stiltsjes as in stjer Fan út myn simmerjûn - Sa knap net as … Continue reading →

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Emily Dickinson, 554

Posted on 18/05/2018 by Klaas van der Hoek

  Om Muorren - soe ’k net male - Wie hiel ’t Hielal - Beton - En hearde Ik syn sulveren Rop Fan fierren - Oarekant - ’k Soe boarje - oant myn Tunnel Ynienen state op synt - Dan … Continue reading →

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Emily Dickinson, 76

Posted on 09/05/2018 by Klaas van der Hoek

  Nea sizze reinbôchkleuren - It needwaar is foarby - Dochs binne sy oertsjûgjender As Riddenearderij. Myn blommen mije Foarums - Ferklearje dochs mei swier Wat Cato net bewize koe Wie ’t sûnder fûgels hjir!   The rainbow never tells … Continue reading →

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Emily Dickinson, 933

Posted on 28/02/2018 by Klaas van der Hoek

  Wêrom’t de Klok liedt? freegje Ik - “Om’t der in Siel nei Boppen is” Wurdt op ferweesde toan my sein - Is Himel dan in Finzenis? In Klok dy’t liedt oant elkien wit Dat der in Siel no Boppe … Continue reading →

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Emily Dickinson, 1121

Posted on 04/02/2018 by Klaas van der Hoek

  De Loft is leech - it Swurk ûnhuer. In Snieflok Underweis Is dwers - moat troch in Karrespoar Of lâns in Keet syn Reis? Ien kaam in Skrale Wyn op ’t Sear Dy seurt no bûten Roai Somtiids, as … Continue reading →

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Emily Dickinson, 442

Posted on 21/01/2018 by Klaas van der Hoek

  Ik sjoch dy better - yn de Nacht - Ljocht nedich haw Ik net - Dy leavje - is in Prismaglês - Oertreft it Fiolet - Ik sjoch dy better troch de Tiid Dy’t him dertusken wrot - In … Continue reading →

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Emily Dickinson, 152

Posted on 14/01/2018 by Klaas van der Hoek

  It wie sa’n lytse, lytse boat - Hy driuwke yn de baai! It wie sa’n hoaske, hoaske see - Dy wonk him - Kom mar mei! It wie sa’n ropske, ropske weach - Dy slikke ’m fan de Ree … Continue reading →

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