Next Sunday there is a presentation of Unlân, the debut collection of poetry by Gerrit de Vries. ‘Oyster’, the poem below, is a pre-publication. More information about the presentation, you find here
oyster in the end there is only one question can you live with yourself or not like an oyster naked on a tray I lie before you you may cut the pearls out of my body but please no lemon no salt Translation: Trevor M. Scarse
oester úteinlik is der mar ien fraach ast mei dysels wol libje kinst as in oester neaken op in skaaltsje lis ik hjir foar dy meist my de pearels wol út de bealch snije mar asjeblyft gjin sitroen gjin sâlt © Gerrit de Vries Ûnlân (Hispel, 2019)