Old Church Tower at Nuenen
(or "The Peasants' Churchyard)
Ever again, though we've learned the landscape of love
and the lament in the churchyard's names
and the terrible, silent abyss where the others have fallen;
ever again we walk out, two together,
under the ancient trees, ever again find a place
among the wildflowers, under heaven's gaze.
Uncollected Poems
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