Night Sounds

There must be white farms beyond the edge
of the blue fields by the moon
at night you hear along distant roads
horse hooves
you hear everything then silent delusion
water is suddenly oozing from distant moon fountains
— you suddenly hear water
oozing in the night —
the horses drink hurriedly
and whinny
then they are heard trotting towards the stable again.

Translated by Theo Hermans
(Contributed by Rozita on Wednesday, February 9th, 2011)
 
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