The main street crosses

my way, but not on the map --


That crossing is me.


De rue BouzarésMein Weg kreuzt die Haupt-
kruist mijn weg, niet op de kaart --straße, nicht auf der Karte --
Die kruising ben ik.Die Kreuzung bin ich.

Poem H2200
Train Amsterdam-Den Haag, 2018-06-19

A Frisian does not cry (Gerrit Krol)
Novel "Een Fries huilt niet", chapter 8.1
Collection: Appearances 
Keyword: Memory: of one's life 
Tribute to: Krol, Gerrit 
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