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Ut stiltme en stoarm

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The collection gathers short lyric poems that move between contemplative calm and turbulent passion, using concise, musical lines and recurring images of sea, wind, seasons, and evening light. Many pieces voice longing, solitude, and consolation, often addressing a beloved or a singing presence while alternating hope and resignation. Natural phenomena—waves, storms, dawn, and autumn decay—serve as metaphors for inner states. Occasional sonnets and mythic or spiritual invocations broaden the formal range. Overall the poems emphasize sensory detail and melodic rhythm to explore memory, desire, and the search for solace amid change.

XV.

Sa lang ik fen hwa’t diel hawwe oan dyn siele,
It heechste riis yn fieling en yn liet
En ’t keninklike poarper draech, bistiet
Myn ljeafde lyk in snieberch, goud-oerstriele.

En yn myn dreamen hearst oan my, en fiele
Myn tinzen neat fen hwet ús ivich skiedt,
Lyk strûzend ek in sémieu oer it wiet
Gjin weagen wit, mar oanfljucht, ljocht-bimiele.

Ik seach yn ’t ivich blau de hege sinne
Sa prinslik glânzgjen oer it prieljend gea—
Scoe ik dy ea as ljeafste groetsje kinne?

Mar nou toraent it lêste jountiids-rea,
De lûde sé brûz’t oer fen wylde minne—
En op myn herte slacht it fûl del: Nea!