{"id":684,"date":"2012-09-23T09:47:04","date_gmt":"2012-09-23T09:47:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=684"},"modified":"2014-09-23T09:53:16","modified_gmt":"2014-09-23T09:53:16","slug":"westwarts-schauende-dame","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/westwarts-schauende-dame\/","title":{"rendered":"Westw\u00e4rts schauende Dame"},"content":{"rendered":"

Sie schaut aus, \u00fcber\u2019s Meer \u2013
\nKein Land in Sicht \u2013
\nNur Wasserweite himmelw\u00e4rts.
\nUnd sie geht am Strand entlang.<\/p>\n

Auf dem Wasser erhofft sie sich ein Boot
\n\"Alaska<\/strong>Auf der Heimfahrt.
\nTraurig blickt das M\u00e4dchen,
\nNur neunzehn Jahre alt.<\/p>\n

Andere sind am Meer,
\nFr\u00f6hliche Kinder.
\nSie sehen es nicht,
\nWenn sie die Wasserlinie anschauen.<\/p>\n

Denn es ist tot, unter Wasser.
\nVor dem Morgengrauen sprang es hinein.
\nMit dem Boot hatte es es seine Liebe verloren
\nUnd schl\u00e4ft nun jahrelang.<\/p>\n

Von Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh
\nAus dem irischen G\u00e4lisch<\/a> \u00fcbertragen von Reinhard F. Hahn<\/p>\n

This poem in English<\/a>, and Irish<\/a>
\n<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a9 2007 R. F. Hahn<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Sie schaut aus, \u00fcber\u2019s Meer \u2013 Kein Land in Sicht \u2013 Nur Wasserweite himmelw\u00e4rts. Und sie geht am Strand entlang. Auf dem Wasser erhofft sie sich ein Boot Auf der Heimfahrt. Traurig blickt das M\u00e4dchen, Nur neunzehn Jahre alt. Andere sind am Meer, Fr\u00f6hliche Kinder. 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