I know what she needs,

she's inconsolable, so --


I don't console her.


Ze is ontroostbaar.Sie ist untröstlich.
Ik weet wat goed voor haar is --Ich weiß, was gut für sie ist --

en troost haar dus niet.und tröste sie nicht.

Poem H3744
Amsterdam, 2023-02-28
The son - I (Hester Knibbe) - 2002
Dead son to his mother
Poem "De zoon" - I (collection "Verstoorde grond")

Collection: Stream
Keywords: Sadness: suffer, Comfort (consolation) 
Tribute to: Knibbe, Hester 
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