THE TWO ALWAYS NEW ONES
Fate and behavior and all that holds sway
do not cease amazing us, almost every day,
leaving us with a tail in the mud,
while the head, chopped off, is lying in blood.
They often saddle us with the mad and unkind
and deprive us of the more tolerant mind.
But the two always new ones still affect all,
continue to change, yet worsen nor fall.
Many foster their imagined fate,
however silly, and oft sadly out of date,
clinging to the dream of the old night,
under the spell of an established might.
They learn of better things with a shock,
afraid of what the new day may have in stock.
But the two always new ones will not wane,
and their integrity gives us hope again.
Vincent
van Mechelen
59.ENE-79.CEN
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The title and much of the first eight lines of this poem were inspired by
the work of the Arabic female poet al-Hansa from Medina, Arabia, who lived
fourteen to fifteen centuries ago.
For more information in
Deze Taal see
De twee altijd nieuwen.
(The version in
This Language above is the
current one; the version read in the audio held until 79 aSWW.)