Andere Tijden in de VrijMibo
What was the shadow on the sun? and looking up
we saw the sudden headlines heavy under the sky;
they moved, broke ranks, swirled, and now a wave
washed over us, engulfing the Brooklyn restaurant:
The Italians have entered the last Ethiopian city.
Ebbed; and the quiet sunshine on the cutlery
resumed the historic pathway of its life,
the trolley car clanged its bell, the waitress
came with the order, the radio wept again.
When we looked at the cold clock on the wall,
we saw it was the twentieth century.
Prettig weekend. En be nice.
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